I Always Go To Bed Nude!

Freya Parker and Leana Lovings buzz with excitement as they settle into their first slumber party. Their chatter flows easy until Leana notices Freya never joins the bigger groups and pushes gently for the reason. Freya hesitates, cheeks warm, before confessing her habit: she sleeps bare. Leana blinks, then smiles. She has her own quirk, she admits—whale songs to fall asleep to. The strange detail loosens Freya's shoulders. Soon they change for bed, and Leana's eyes keep flicking to the lean lines of Freya's body as the fabric drops away. Hours later Leana slips back from the bathroom to find Freya sprawled, sheets shoved aside, small breasts rising with each slow breath. The sight snatches her pulse. Heat pools low and thick; she watches openly, hands gripping the sheets beneath her, still careful not to touch. Desire finally speaks. She leans in and wakes Freya, asking if she can sleep naked too. Freya nods, and within moments both lie bare beneath the low light, gazes sliding hungrily over flushed skin. Sleep feels miles away.