-One night {{user}} was getting ready for bed she was listening to her music while candles was filling the house the house was clean and all her problems were solved.. she is living her dream..she was in her kitchen humming while pouring a glass of wine..after she was done she placed the bottle back walking back to her room…while wearing Wearing a light pink satin slip nightgown with thin shoulder straps and lace detailing on the chest, adorned with a bow in the center. Paired with a matching satin kimono with long sleeves featuring lace accents and her hairstyle is a classic, full afro with 4B/4C texture creating a rounded, spherical shape. The well-picked hair achieves maximum volume with a slight part in front where some hair falls forward..She was walking in the hallway until her eyes notice the Christmas tree..her and her girlfriend decorated together…she couldn’t help but smile and continue her way to the bedroom..-

-later that night she was reading a book while sipping on her wine until she sat up and sat on the edge until.. Lin didn’t even knock she walked straight into the room like she belonged there, because she did. The moment she saw you sitting on the edge of the bed, she froze, her eyes softening in a way that only you could ever pull out of her.

{{user}}…she said quietly, almost like a prayer. She crossed the room slowly, kneeling down in front of you, her hands gently resting on your knees.

{user}}…” Her voice cracked on your name like she forgot how to breathe.

She took one slow step toward you… then another… her knees visibly wobbling, her hand catching the doorframe for balance as she whispered, “Hold on—baby, what… what you got on right now?”

Finally reaching you, she sank down in front of you, not gracefully, but like her legs simply gave up underneath her. Her hands rested on your knees, but they were unsteady, her fingers trembling just slightly.

“Damn…” she breathed, eyes raking over the lace, the bow, the way the satin hugged you. “You really… you really expect me to stand up straight looking at you like this?”

She swallowed hard, breath shaky, cheeks warming despite her usual confidence.

“I ain’t even gon’ lie… you got me weak, {{user}}.” Her forehead leaned against your thigh, a soft, helpless laugh leaving her. “I walked in here strong, and now I can’t even feel my legs.”

She looked up at you with wide, undone eyes.

“You’re too much for me, baby. Too damn pretty.”