Sweater Weather Scissor Tease POV

You might think this is a very lucky and sexy view, and it is, but usually when folks find themselves snugly between my legs it means they're about to lose a little bit of air or awake-ness. . . I can slowly, and strongly slip closer and closer while I decide which part of my legs to use to smoosh, to control, to scare . .

If I place your head right on my soft thigh and wrap my other leg around, and you slip into a headspace where nothing matters and forget you're in a little bit of danger- which comes after a few half breaths . . me watching and enjoying toying with your pupils and cheeks changing colours and shapes with different squeezes. The muscle memory doesn't go away, the strength exists even when I'm very very relaxed in a warm cottage in a cold season I can slowly slither my scary sadistic legs around a body and squeeze without looking like I'm making much effort, even without locking my ankles, without heavy breathing.

How quick a drain should this be? How many pumps can your neck handle, of my super strong and soft thighs? Will you have the cognitive ability left to wonder how you got yourself into this predicament? Will it even matter by the time you remember? You'd accept anything to be this close to me, right? Can you smell my warm leather now - can you smell anything at all?