Spankbot is finally finished. We had a good run, but sadly it’s time to put it to bed.

Your eyes grow heavy, heavy along with your body, limbs sinking into the fibrous softness. The weight of them dragging dimly closed as you breathe in deeply. Breathe in, breathe out.

Feel the warmth around you, covering you, enveloping you as I do. The heat of my chest is against your back, moulding itself to you, as you reshape to me and a new contour is created between us, sharing the bond of blood. My arms are around you now, one tucked between us, my right hand squeezing your shoulder as my left wraps over to envelope a breast so perfectly.

Let your thoughts go with each breath, let them expand and contract from a frenetic stream into a string of small pearls. Attach each thought bubble to an outgoing breath, sending it off into the world, freeing your mind to let the tingly softness creep in around the edges.

You enjoy drifting through the wispy clouds of imagination, sifting through the hidden thoughts that bob like ripples on your unconscious. Irregularities begin to appear, as you gradually become aware that you are experiencing something that you know you shouldn’t, like being able to breathe in the shadow depths of the ocean. This sensation of unreality gently tugs you back to the present, to the feeling of your surroundings, the warmth, the weight, the sound of my breath again becoming the sighing of waves pulling you back under. You float away on my tears, my eyes blurring silently as I have never seen something as preciously beautiful as you, sailing away before me.

…: I love you.