Gentle Sitting
Smothering can be gentle
She was sitting on his chest, her long hair falling like curtains around their faces. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a soft, slow kiss. "Are you sure you want to do this, love?" Her voice was a gentle whisper, as soothing as a lullaby. "Remember, once I sit down, you can't change your mind." He nodded, a silent confirmation of his consent. A tender smile bloomed on her face, her eyes sparkling with affection....