Willow Ryder - Two Submissive Sluts... — Aderes Quin

“I liked today,” she said. “The tea. The workshop. Even the part where you made me watch that terrible reality show about tiny houses.”

Willow laughed, a bright sound in the cool air. “The middle slice is a sacred trust.” Aderes Quin Willow Ryder - Two Submissive Sluts...

Tonight, the rhythm was soft jazz from the speakers of The Gilded Fern, a low-lit lounge where leather armchairs swallowed patrons whole and the cocktails arrived with names like “The Long Exhale.” Aderes sat across from Willow, her partner of three years, whose real name was Willow Ryder but whom everyone called Willow because it suited her—light, flexible, strong in a storm. “I liked today,” she said

When the episode ended, Willow leaned down and kissed the top of Aderes’s head. “Same time tomorrow?” Even the part where you made me watch

They walked the rest of the way home in comfortable silence. Inside, Willow lit a candle, and Aderes queued up an episode of the tiny-house show. She settled on the floor, her back against the couch, and Willow sat on the couch above her, one hand resting lightly on Aderes’s shoulder.