Nose Deep in Her While She Watches Her Episode

Description: "she came home with that tired, effortless calm—still in her work clothes, but already drifting into relaxation mode. i barely had time to look up before she changed into her softest shorts—those thin, worn ones that cling just enough—and climbed onto the bed with a sigh. no words. no glance. just a casual, practiced straddle as she lowered herself backwards onto my face, planting herself full weight, right over my mouth and nose.she adjusted her hips like she was settling into a favorite chair, letting my nose press deep between her cheeks—right where she wanted it, right where it belonged. the scent hit instantly. warm, ripe from the day, sealed in by the soft cotton of her shorts. i couldn’t move. couldn’t speak. could barely breathe.she put on her noise-canceling headphones, opened her notebook, and hit play—watching her favorite episode like i wasn’t even there. completely absorbed. oblivious. she didn’t need me to do anything except exist beneath her, smothered and still, nose buried in her asshole while she laughed softly at the screen. every now and then she'd shift her weight, just a little—enough to remind me how owned i was. how far gone.the world vanished. it was just the press of her body, the heat, the smell, and the soundless weight of being forgotten under her. and i never wanted it to end."