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The one who made this special request will know it’s for her.
A close friend (F) invited me to a movie night at her place, she mentioned everyone would leave her house and she didn’t want to be alone. I arrive at the time we had agreed, but I knock and she doesn’t open.
As I’m waiting at her door, I turn the knob, surprisingly finding it opened, so I dare step in. As I approach the living room, I hear a fast, hitched breath coming from one of the rooms. I think I can recognize my friend’s sound, so, I boldly approach the room and, with the least noise, I enter, only to find her watching a video and sparkling (with the light of the screen) tears that leave the thickest streaks I have ever seen, down the middle of her cheeks.
I don’t move, noticing she’s not aware of my presence. Her tears slowly crawl down her cheeks, as if she’s a Hollywood movie star, stopping at her chin, never falling.
When a second pair of tears start their way (this time faster, since the streak is already there), I can’t resist my desire to take care of her tears, approaching her.
When I reach her side, I cup one cheek, wiping the tear from her chin with my thumb, following the streak with the back of my fingers, as I kiss her other tear, leaving several kisses along her thick streak, drying it with my lips.
She turns to look at me, I smile: “I’m here because you invited me, thank for the sweet welcome.” She replies: “How did you get in, who opened?”
I answer with a half teasing half serious tone: “Either someone left it open or your guardian angel opened it for me so I could take care of your tears.”
She motions me to sit and watch what she’s watching…
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That's insanely beautiful
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I playfully push her lightly as I sit next to her, dropping my hand on her thigh (feeling her relaxed soft muscles jiggle under the fabric of her sweatpants), looking into her eyes: “What are you watching? Do you still have more precious tears for me to wipe?”
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"Come see for yourself." I said as he pushed me aside to sit, hoping my tears wouldn't be alone.
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I turn my eyes to the screen and keep caressing her thigh through the fabric of her sweatpants…
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I enjoy the feeling of his hand as it caresses my thigh through my sweat pants as I get lost again in what I'm watching. I'm so comfortable/relaxed by the feeling of his hand any uncomfortable feelings I may have had about crying in front of him ceased.
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We continue watching the video, I glance at her face every now and then.
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I let my tears continue to fall unchecked as i watch the rest of the video nearly forgetting I wasn't alone.
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I continue watching the video with her, gently wiping her tears and streaks, kissing a tear or streak every now and then until there is no trace that shows she has just cried.
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I feel him wiping my tears and streaks, even kissing a few throughout the remainder of the video. After the video is over I turn to look at him hoping to see some evidence he's cried as well. Its rare (even for me) to see him that vulnerable.