It had started with a more mundane routine – a cup of tea and some quiet conversation in front of the fire. They were neither of them chatty by nature, but sometimes their evening talks stretched.
"It helps me sleep, to listen to someone as I fall asleep," Lisa eventually admitted. "I do miss Rupert for that."
Their chats had migrated then to Lisa's bedroom, and they'd begun to explore other rituals to help one another relax. Now they sealed their evenings with a kiss, Hilary's fingers deep inside Lisa, drawing out the perfect release from the stress of the day.
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B is for Bedtime
Date: 2014-07-13 09:43 pm (UTC)"It helps me sleep, to listen to someone as I fall asleep," Lisa eventually admitted. "I do miss Rupert for that."
Their chats had migrated then to Lisa's bedroom, and they'd begun to explore other rituals to help one another relax. Now they sealed their evenings with a kiss, Hilary's fingers deep inside Lisa, drawing out the perfect release from the stress of the day.