Not really any point in thinking up a title...

After staying with my mom for three days so I could work at my joke of a job (really, it's gotten ridiculous), It was good to come home. Of course, we didn't get to sleep in the same bed, but even just that ten minutes of lying there with my head on Alpha's shoulder, and I felt like a halfway new person.
There's something about that feeling
of His muscles rippling when He moves
the rise and fall of His chest
the beating of His heart...
It's heaven on earth.


I could go on and bitch about my week. How my boss is a manipulative asshole who's actually really easy to manipulate right back. About how there's certain moral compromises I refuse to make and how I refused to put my ass on the line so he could bend the rules. About how I need to quit but I need a job even more and they are hard to come by these days. But I won't (trust me, this doesn't count, I could have driveled on for pages).

Instead, I just want to think about that feeling
of Alpha's muscles rippling beneath my hands
His breath whispering softly in my ear
His heartbeat soothing away the trials of my week.