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"If you insist." He agrees softly, too distracted by the flush of colour fading from the bridge of her nose and the length of her eyelashes to further argue.
Having only been the little spoon, and then only ever as a dog, the aviator finds himself instantly relaxing into the position. Stretching his arm out beneath one of Isla's pillows before settling his head behind hers, he found that the way his arm fit so easily in the slope of her waist filled him with the strangest sort of delight.
"Mmmm, oh. Right." Frowning, the previous few hours felt like a lifetime ago. "I believe I left my guitar in the exam room. And my shirt." Quite what the staff would make of that he didn't know and frankly didn't care.
"No apology needed. I quite like the way you feel against me, even like this." Frowning into her hair, the aviator clears his throat slightly. "Or, I didn't mean this to sound lesser. I only meant I like being near you, even when we aren't having sex."
Clearly his pillow talk needed work.
Having only been the little spoon, and then only ever as a dog, the aviator finds himself instantly relaxing into the position. Stretching his arm out beneath one of Isla's pillows before settling his head behind hers, he found that the way his arm fit so easily in the slope of her waist filled him with the strangest sort of delight.
"Mmmm, oh. Right." Frowning, the previous few hours felt like a lifetime ago. "I believe I left my guitar in the exam room. And my shirt." Quite what the staff would make of that he didn't know and frankly didn't care.
"No apology needed. I quite like the way you feel against me, even like this." Frowning into her hair, the aviator clears his throat slightly. "Or, I didn't mean this to sound lesser. I only meant I like being near you, even when we aren't having sex."
Clearly his pillow talk needed work.
the boards will still creak
the leaves will still die
the leaves will still die
