A Drabble, by Phobosgirl

Paradigm Shift

I love fucking him in New York. Here, it's all ours. Well, all mine that I share with him, that he knows he shares with me. Back in Pittsburgh, it was always his that I made myself a part of- his loft, his time, his heart.

But laying here in the bed I paid for, in the rooms I rent, on the sheets I wash, it's my life he interrupts with his hands and kisses and words whispered in the dark, my heart he steals his way into with soft strokes and quiet pride. And I love that a lot.