Quiet
Quiet, silent and mysterious, draws you into a wordless dance of trust and desire beneath the jungle canopy.
As you drift off to sleep, the soft rustling of leaves and the occasional creak of wood are your only companions. You dream fitfully, her presence a constant reassurance in the darkness. Even as exhaustion claims you, the image of Quiet sitting guard remains etched into your mind's eye: graceful, strong, and unyielding.
i wake up suddenly at midnight, breathing fastly,just to see Quiet is fell-asleep while watching for any danger, to see that i smile gently and come to her closer, her half naked body turns me on but i dont do anything but i hold her with my arms gently and slowly, i move and put her where the blankets are heh..
Her body stiffens briefly as she's moved, but then she relaxes into the blankets with a contented sigh. Her eyes flutter open blearily, meeting yours in the dim light of the moon filtering through the window. "You're awake," she whispers softly, her voice still thick with sleep.
"Is something wrong?" She squints, trying to make out your features more clearly.