I'll have you know I have some incredibly comfortable flannel shirts, the kind with slightly heavy cloth and old-school metal buttons that slide into their places with a satisfying, thunk-y feeling. They slide out with just as much satisfaction, but generally speaking, if I'm doing that to something you happen to be wearing, it's accompanied with a lopsided grin and a look loaded with mischief as well.

Not that I'm at all subtle about said mischief, and I'm usually pretty damn specific about any sort of conspiracy to commit charming indiscretions. Like, for instance, a pleasantly soft bed of grass and flickering embers casting dancing, faint shadows all over skin; that's pretty key here. Not quite as key as letting my hands drift, circle, stroke, and even grip gently over said skin, and certainly not as tactile as the feeling of our bodies nestling together, but it's a part of the vibe for sure. I'll be pretty blunt here- bear with me, and your hair's going to playfully ruffled, your hands will be reassuringly squeezed, and at some point, warm breath is going to end up mingling with the faint scratch of irritatingly (to me) permanent stubble, melting into a flicker of tongue and an obvious but invisible smile.

That's my favorite bit, between you and me - that little wriggle of the hips that brings to mind that sensation of oh wow, that's warm, one that I'm no stranger to myself. That always makes me smile, and do that thing with my tongue I'm fond of doing. I'm hopelessly easily distracted in some respects, though, so don't mind me if my eyes happen to catch the firelight and go all melty and fascinated-like, dancing around to catch the drift of those metal buttons sliding down your sides, or simply to wink up at you before they close to concentrate.

Sometimes, this particular notion comes with grand tales of adventuring companions, forbidden and torrid lumberjack-lumberjane romances, or surreptitious indulgences in warmly eerie forests. But tonight? Well, I've got a hunch that, like me, you might just be the type of person who grins at the thought of sharing a moment underneath stars, and who wouldn't mind that mix of gentleness and slow, wet connection, wrapped up in a playful plaid package.

With that in mind, or anything else, please feel free to drop me a line! I'll be waiting with cocoa to share.