[A letter, of course, lies amidst scattered rose petals blanketing Zetera’s bed. How Ana got in when the door was locked… well, best not think on that. The petals are the same shade as her hair, a deep rich violet.]
That was a fucking blast. Your turn next time. Hope you like the kitten. He’s a mischievous bastard, but cute as all hell, which I’m sure you’re totally not attracted to.
I have never done that before- pretty sure we were fucking snuggling, and it’s new, but nice. (And I learn fast. Try it out sometime. ;D) My small fits your tall.
Looking forward to seeing if we fit in other ways.