I Chose Your Key

Transcript

Hey. Are you still awake? I didn't expect to see me here either.

Is it okay? Well, when you handed me your key at dinner, I figured that I was supposed to use it. I didn't wake you up, did I? Good.

Yeah, you saw that, huh? Yeah, he gave me his key too. And for a while, I was just laying in my own bed thinking about not using either one.

Because awkward. I mean, we're here just just for a couple of weeks to just ski and to have fun. And and you guys are like my best friends.

And I I don't know what happened. I don't know what shifted. I don't know any of it.

But all of a sudden, every interaction with both of you is charged. It's completely different. And then at dinner, I'm being handed keys to rooms.

That really only means one thing. And I thought about it. I mean, the rational part of my brain says run, because I don't want to screw up my friendships.

But when I was laying there with both keys on the table beside the bed, all I could think about was the wall between us, you and me, how you were laying over here by yourself, probably freshly showered because we we rode hard today. And I know you don't wear anything on top to sleep just comfy old pajama pants. And you're probably laying here waiting to see if I would come in.

And I wanted to be here with you. And I pushed it away and I thought that's ridiculous and stupid and don't risk it. And I mean, do you really want to throw away years of friendship for sex? But then I thought I don't I don't think I'm thinking about you laying here because I want to jump your bones, which don't get me wrong.

Yeah. I just wanted to curl up in the bed with you. I just wanted to have your arms around me and feel you there against my back, your breath on my neck.

That was unexpected, and made me a little uncomfortable. I'm still trying to process that. But then I thought about him on the other side.

And because somehow I got stuck between you. That seems apt, doesn't it? And I didn't even wonder.

I didn't even think about it. It didn't, it didn't even occur. And the more I tried to sleep, the less I was able to sleep.

And now here I am. It tells me that this is something that I really want to do. And I think I think I think you gave me the key to more than just your door.

As corny as that sounds. I just heard it. Is that okay? The fact that you just said that, that, that we can just sleep that I see the way you're looking at me.

I know why you gave me the key in the first place. I know what that was all about. And then you just said that, that sleep is okay, that I made the right choice.

I made the only choice I could make. So I'm going to take my clothes off. And I'm assuming you're wearing very comfy pajamas under that sheet.

So if you take them off, and I come over there, and I get under the sheet with you. Yeah, that that is the idea. Once we do this, there's no going back.

The light of day doesn't change anything. This isn't a what happens in the dark stays in the dark situation. Right? Okay.

Oh, no, I wiped out hard so that I didn't think it would bruise that bad. Don't worry about it. Yeah, there was a I don't know a rock.

It was a shit. It was a small boulder. And this snow was so fresh.

I didn't see it. I didn't have a chance to swerve in time. It's fine.

It's fine. It's just a bruise. Why am I all shy all of a sudden? My heart is pounding.

I can feel the heat of you. You're not even touching me yet. You smell so good.

I don't know about you, but I felt that everywhere. You were were you hoping I'd use the key? Why don't you show me how much? No, you're not too heavy.

Not at all. I knew you'd be like that. In control.

Lacing your fingers through mine so you can put my hands above my head and press me into the bed. You make me feel small. You make me feel safe.

And your skin is making every inch of me burn. Yeah. No, no, I like, I like how you're holding my hands.

Keep kissing my neck. I am trembling. I don't know why.

I don't, I don't care. Just keep going. I can feel every inch of your body.

So warm. Yes. Keep kissing.

Oh, your lips feel amazing. Move down. Keep licking my nipple.

I don't know why I didn't think this was inevitable. Yesterday you were waiting for the lift, and you'd just taken a drink from your water bottle. Oh god, yes, use your whole mouth, yes.

And it must have leaked or something because you licked your bottom lip, and I couldn't stop staring at it. Your lip, your tongue, the way it moved. I almost missed my own chair because of it.

I thought I'd had too much sun and not enough water, so I just hydrated and kept going, but there was more to it, clearly. Oh god, oh god, I can't move, oh yes, I like how you're pinning me to the bed, I feel your lips everywhere, even though they're just around my nipple, oh god, oh god, oh god, When have you laid on me like this before? Was I drunk? Your breath on my nipple when you talk.

Oh right, when we wiped out. Well, that was your fault. You weren't watching where you were going.

I don't know what you were looking at. Next thing I knew, I was just minding my own business and then I was on my ass on the ground and you were on top of me. Yeah, I felt it.

I ignored it, but I felt it. There's only so many people that you can let press you into six inches of powder like that and not immediately get up. But we didn't.

And even when we did, you were so careful, so gentle. It practically just lifted me out of the snow. Oh God.

The other one, yes, yes, yes. I can feel how hard you are. Against my leg.

There's just some things that you just ignore because you think you're supposed to. You were one of those things. Oh God.

What made you decide? What made you decide to give me the key? Oh.

Your fingers. I want to touch you. Can I have my hand, please? Just one.

You can have the other one. Oh. Oh, you feel so good in my hand.

Almost as good as your fingers on me. Oh God, yes. Why didn't we do this sooner? Get out.

Oh God, yes, keep doing that. You're so gentle but so strong at the same time. Yes.

When we first met back first year of college, yeah, I wanted you. I did. I saw you in whatever class that was.

I don't even remember now. Oh yeah, keep going. And I had the biggest crush on you.

So much so I could hardly even remember my own name. But then we had that project and we had to work together and we had mutual friends. I think your roommate was friends with my roommate.

And it just kind of moved into the friend zone. I never thought you would want me back anyway. Oh, look.

Oh, oh God. Yeah, I'm close. I'm really close.

But I don't want to without you. See, this is why this was the right decision. The fact that you want to concentrate on watching me without worrying about yourself tells me so much.

Okay, yeah. Keep, keep rubbing. Keep rubbing me like that.

Your fingers. I am so wet. Yes, yes, yes.

I'm going to keep stroking you though. Nice and slow. Because that does things to me.

Yeah, yeah, okay. God, yes, yes, yes. Are you watching me while I go? Okay, that's enough.

I need you inside me now. Please, please. I knew you were going to ask me that.

Do you have anything? Well, I am covered if that helps. And I'd kind of like to feel just you.

Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about that. I don't think there's any cause for concern.

Okay. Just, just. ..

The way you're rubbing against me right now, I just want you to feel me. Please, connect us. We're so connected in so many other ways.

Connect us that way too, please. Please. Of course, hands above my head.

Oh, God.