Pinned Down.

You don’t know what it’s like to be pinned down.
The weight of a man on you.
Their security, their safety, their light, their every move right on top of you.
You get your morning coffee, let the dog out, go to work, come home, and feel his face, kiss his neck, inhale his scent.
Sex doesn’t compare.
Even the most intense of orgasms doesn’t compare.
Making him his dinner, feeling his shoulders brush against you in bed, knowing he’ll watch over you when you’re sick and pick you up off the floor when you’re dying.
Nothing feels like being pinned down.

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