( for Ryo)

I didn't think you'd see me but you did. And now here we are talking and laughing. We decided to keep each other's numbers. But it was a dud since we are only friends.

But I must've been mistaken, because here we are. Screwing hot and dirty on the couch. The thrill comes with the thought of your roommate coming back home and catching us.

I think I'm in love, in love with lust. In love with your skin. In love with the way your hips move. In love with what hangs between your thighs.

I can't get enough. Never let me go. The way you whisper in my ear, and the lost thought of doing this for the rest of my life. Sounds nice.

"Was thinking about this since the moment I saw you." The way you bite your lip and groan is almost too sinful.

I'm glad I tempt you so. "Really.. I'm glad." It's getting hard to speak. To think of words to say. My minds going hazy. All I know is your name.

Your fingers burn as they touch me everywhere.

"What are you writing?"

My eyes widen, and I snap my book closed. My heart races so fast I almost can't breathe. There you are. All perfection.

Yes. I'm horrible. Writing about my best friend and I doing the dirty deed. But I can't help but wish we'd be more.

I know if he just saw me once as a girl, it could work.

"Nothing, just simple thoughts."

"Like a diary? Never pegged you the type."

There it is. That lip bite and odd way your face scrunches up in thought.

God I wish I could tell you how much I love when you do that.

"Sure. A diary."

You smile anyways, and talk mindlessly about your day while I'm watching your lips. Why can't you take me on this table right now?

But I'm dreaming for something impossible. You would never think of me in that way. I'm just a little sister to you.

You finally look into my eyes and laugh.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

"You weren't listening, were you? Jeez how will you ever get a boyfriend at this rate."

Oh I will, because I have just the plan to make you mine. Mission impossible is a go.

(I'm back. I know nobody missed me. 🥺🥺)