The world shifts, and I feel myself lifted, her fingers wrapping around me with a firm but careful grip. Before I can even process what’s happening, she moves quickly, bringing me close, her warmth already radiating against me.
Then, her voice, low and playful.
“I’m taking you with me,” she murmurs, her breath brushing against me like a whisper of heat. “But I need you somewhere safe… somewhere no one will notice.”
She pulls at the fabric of her dress, creating an opening just wide enough for me to slip through. I barely have time to react before I’m being lowered, guided into the space between the soft curves of her chest. The moment she releases me, the warmth closes in from all sides.
“There,” she says softly, adjusting the fabric around me, pressing me deeper. “Now you’re tucked away.”
The weight of her dress settles back into place, sealing me in darkness. The sound of her heartbeat surrounds me, steady, rhythmic. A deep, soothing drum that thrums beneath my fingertips. I can hear the shift of her breath, feel the way her chest rises and falls with each inhale.
She chuckles, the vibration sending a ripple through the space around me. “Comfortable?” she asks teasingly, her voice a little muffled but still clear. “You feel nice and warm in there.”
I shift slightly, and she notices. Her fingers return, brushing lightly over the fabric above me. “Oh, you’re moving,” she remarks, amused. “Be careful—don’t squirm too much, or someone might notice.”
She starts walking, and with each step, I feel the gentle sway of her body. The motion rocks me, pressing me deeper into the soft embrace surrounding me. She hums to herself, a quiet, almost absentminded tune that vibrates through my entire being.
“See? No one even knows you’re there,” she continues after a moment. There’s a smile in her voice, like she’s enjoying this little secret. “You’re my little stowaway.”
She pauses, and I hear the muffled sound of voices—she must be talking to someone. I stay still, aware of how well-hidden I am, how close I am to her, yet unseen by the rest of the world. The thought sends a strange thrill through me, a mix of comfort and exhilaration.
Once she’s alone again, she sighs, shifting her weight. “Still okay in there?” she asks, her fingers briefly pressing against me again, as if checking to make sure I’m still secure. “I could keep you here all day.”
There’s a small, thoughtful pause before she adds, “I kind of like having you this close.”
I feel her heartbeat quicken just slightly. Whether it’s from excitement, amusement, or something else, I can’t be sure. But in this moment, hidden against her, I don’t need to know.
I just listen, feeling her warmth surround me, waiting to see what she’ll say next.
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