[ he goes easily, proving that he likes this arrangement quite a bit. maybe that's why he'd asked her in that proverbial text that broke the camel's back. not because he thought he'd figured her out, but because this is his own predictable folly. strong, fierce women who might like to push a man like him around now and then. and what's the harm in that really? his fingers dig into her lower back, leg angling up to slot alongside hers and make their lower bodies fit even snugger.
the scrape against his scalp looses a moan into the confines of their joined mouths, his eyes pressed tightly closed now. the snow and his nightmares easily fall away with the promise of more contact, his skin already heating up under her in a telltale sign that this could quickly escalate. but he doesn't want it to, not yet. he loves how easy and perfect this feels, a lazy morning suspended between their lips. ]
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the scrape against his scalp looses a moan into the confines of their joined mouths, his eyes pressed tightly closed now. the snow and his nightmares easily fall away with the promise of more contact, his skin already heating up under her in a telltale sign that this could quickly escalate. but he doesn't want it to, not yet. he loves how easy and perfect this feels, a lazy morning suspended between their lips. ]