Imagine your F/O seated at your feet, your hands entwined delicately through their hair as you run your fingers through it. The lights are low, and the room nearly silent save for the soft sound of music from an old phonograph.
Today is the day your plans together come to fruition. The world will finally see just what you have planned for it. You show them a touch of affection. They’ve done so much, after all. You pet their hair lovingly, looking down upon them as the music plays.
All that’s left is to wait for the pieces to fall into place, just you and them together.
Reverse, under the cut.
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