[As much as a certain part of his body is rioting -
there's something so comforting and comfortable about simply being here with her content and relaxed and sated in his arms. His heart soaks it up in his chest and that need is even greater than the one that's lower on him. Knowing that she's safe in his arms, knowing that she's happy there, knowing that this is his and nothing will ever be able to take this moment away from him. His hand finds her hair, strokes over it, feeling that silk between his fingers.
What would it be like to be able to lie like this every night...?
His exhale is low and slow and he tips his head down to tuck her just a little closer into him.]
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there's something so comforting and comfortable about simply being here with her content and relaxed and sated in his arms. His heart soaks it up in his chest and that need is even greater than the one that's lower on him. Knowing that she's safe in his arms, knowing that she's happy there, knowing that this is his and nothing will ever be able to take this moment away from him. His hand finds her hair, strokes over it, feeling that silk between his fingers.
What would it be like to be able to lie like this every night...?
His exhale is low and slow and he tips his head down to tuck her just a little closer into him.]
I know. I'm going to miss you too.