ASMR: carrying my princess to bed

you fight sleep the way you always do, stubborn and full of excuses, but bedtime means bedtime, even for you. when i finally pick you up, you protest, sighing dramatically, but there’s no real fight in it—not when you already know how this ends. i carry you to bed, crawling in beside you as you grumble about not being tired. i offer a compromise—one episode—and the soft glow of the screen flickers in the dim room. but before long, the warmth settles in, the steady rise and fall of breath, the quiet comfort of being close. your protests fade into silence, your body relaxing, until sleep finally finds you, no matter how hard you tried to outrun it. follow me on: patreon: patreon.com/beforeknightfalls