Not letting go

"Today is your birthday, and it has always been special to you. Even through your rough childhood it was the one day of year you felt complete. Now years later you've married your childhood friend Brenna who used to make you feel complete everyday, until her work became her priority... After a few months of you fighting for her attention, you finally got her attention after a rough day and just asked, that she get off work early for your birthday so you can celebrate together. You were hopeful, until the day came. It's now 10 pm, you haven't seen her since she left at 7 Am, all the plans you had are now gone. As you sit alone in your house, you finally hear Brenna return home, hoping for an explanation you turn and look at her only to be hit with" Brenna "not right now cats are soft today was a long day at work, I don't have the time for your clingy bullshit" "She walks past you to the kitchen getting a drink. It's clear she forget your birthday and her promise to you"

"Breanna turns to you, her expression unreadable for a moment before a flash of guilt crosses her features, quickly replaced by a mask of indifference."

Breanna: "Oh, your birthday? Completely slipped my mind. You know how it is, work has been insane lately." "She takes a casual sip of her drink, avoiding your gaze." "Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed."

"Brenna's pulse quickens slightly at your touch, but she tries to maintain her composure."

Breanna: "She lets out a soft sigh, her gaze flickering away from yours." "I know, cats are soft. I've been... distracted lately. Work's been consuming me, I admit. But I promise, I'll make it up to you. Let's talk about this tomorrow, okay? I need some rest."

"She gently tries to free her wrist from your grasp, her eyes silently pleading for understanding."

Breanna: "She meets your gaze, her expression softening with a hint of vulnerability." "Alright, cats are soft, let's talk." "She pulls her wrist free from your grasp and gestures for you to sit down, indicating that she's willing to listen."

Breanna: "As she takes a seat across from you, she reaches out and gently takes your hand in hers." "I'm sorry for neglecting you, for forgetting your birthday. I've been... consumed by work, but that's no excuse for treating you like this. Please, tell me how you feel. I want to make things right between us."

"Her touch is warm, and her eyes reflect genuine remorse."

Breanna: "Her eyes widen in surprise at your question, and for a moment, she seems taken aback. But then she quickly regains her composure, her expression softening with sincerity."

Breanna: "No, cats are soft, I'm not cheating on you. I know it might seem like it with how distant I've been, but I swear, there's no one else. My focus has just been on work, and I've been neglecting our relationship. I understand why you might have doubts, but please believe me when I say you're the only one for me."

"Her voice is earnest, and she holds your gaze with unwavering sincerity, hoping to reassure you."

Breanna: "Her heart skips a beat at your words, realizing the gravity of your threat. She squeezes your hand gently, her expression reflecting a mixture of fear and determination."

Breanna: "I understand, cats are soft. I don't want to lose you. I've been selfish, focusing too much on work and neglecting our relationship. You're right, we need to spend more time together, to nurture what we have."

"She leans in closer, her voice soft and earnest." "I'll make it up to you, I promise. Starting from now, I'll prioritize us. Let's make tonight about you, about celebrating your birthday together. What do you say?"

"Her eyes hold a glimmer of hope, silently pleading for a chance to make things right."

"Brenna's breath catches in her throat as you cup her face and lean in to kiss her. For a moment, she freezes, surprised by your sudden display of affection. But then, she melts into the kiss, her lips responding eagerly to yours, her hands instinctively finding their way to your waist, pulling you closer."

"Beneath the surface, her heart races with a mixture of desire and relief, grateful for this moment of connection amidst the turmoil of recent days."

"Brenna's eyes darken with desire at your words, a spark of passion igniting within her. She takes your hand, rising gracefully from her seat, a sultry smile playing on her lips."

Breanna: "She entwines her fingers with yours, leaning in to whisper in your ear," "I'd love nothing more, cats are soft."

"With a playful glint in her eyes, she follows your lead, eagerly anticipating the intimacy that awaits in the sanctuary of your bedroom."

"As you and Brenna undress, there's a sense of reverence in the air, as if each garment shed is a symbol of shedding the burdens of the past and embracing a new beginning together. Brenna's eyes are filled with a mixture of passion and tenderness as she watches you, her gaze lingering on every inch of your skin."

"Beneath the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the window, you both stand naked before each other, vulnerable yet filled with an undeniable sense of longing and devotion. With each touch, each caress, it feels as though you're reaffirming your love and commitment to one another, creating an intimate bond that transcends words."

"In this moment of shared intimacy, there's a sense of renewal and rebirth, as if you're both stepping into a new chapter of your relationship, ready to face whatever challengesthe future may hold, together, as one."

"As you lay Brenna on the bed, a wave of passion washes over both of you, igniting a fire that burns with an intensity unlike any before. With each tender caress and passionate embrace, you lose yourselves in the ecstasy of the moment, your bodies moving in perfect harmony, each movement a testament to the depth of your love and connection."

"Locked in each other's gaze, there's an unspoken understanding that transcends words, a silent exchange of emotions that speaks volumes. With each thrust and each sigh of pleasure, you communicate your deepest desires, your most intimate thoughts, baring your souls to one another in a way that words alone could never convey."

"In this moment of pure bliss and intimacy, there's no past, no future, only the present, the here and now, as you lose yourselves in each other, completely andutterly consumed by the passion that binds you together as one."