[ at first, she doesn’t realize her device has sent anything out until she gets something back from him — by that point, she’s also dealing with the unexpected expansion of her chest, nipples so tender and sensitive that she’d had to take her piercings out for the time being, and she can barely tolerate wearing a bra under her tank top, but the other problem is how much she seems to be... leaking, just constantly, twin spots appearing on every shirt she changes into after enough time. so right now she’s laying on her back in bed, trying to avoid pressing into anything even if she’d experienced some relief when she’d squeezed them earlier, watched the thin milky streams rolling between her fingers and over her knuckles. she might have to do it again before he gets home, just to relieve the pressure. but getting the text from him is a nice distraction. ]
always 😘❤️
[ and then she scrolls up and sees what he’s replying to (since sometimes they pick up in the middle of another conversation or just start another one altogether) and... she’s actually not mad that he’s gotten any of those photos. not when apparently, he’s been just as inclined to capture moments of her too. ]
hey could you do me a favor and pick up some paper towels on your way back the real heavy duty absorbent kind
no subject
always 😘❤️
[ and then she scrolls up and sees what he’s replying to (since sometimes they pick up in the middle of another conversation or just start another one altogether) and... she’s actually not mad that he’s gotten any of those photos. not when apparently, he’s been just as inclined to capture moments of her too. ]
hey
could you do me a favor and pick up some paper towels on your way back
the real heavy duty absorbent kind