a whisper to drown the noise

The whisper of his rope breaks through the swirl of insanity, quieting the chaos of my mind

His lips whisper across my skin, soft and hard, sweet and enticing

A shiver whispers down my spine as his fingers ghost across my flesh

“What color are you, love?” He whispers to me melodically

“Green” I whisper on a sigh

His rope follows the whisper of his fingertips, then cradles me in security

“Breathe for me.” He exhales against my neck, and I exhale into darkness

The whispers are no more, save for one, the whisper of peace as his soul whispers with mine.

Thank you Rebel for this inspiring prompt!

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