[ The light touch of his fingertips against the scar tissue at her back sends a shiver up her spine, her breath soft and content against his lips. She returns his kisses in turn, trailing along his jaw, his cheek, hands wandering along his arms, his back, his stomach.
It feels worlds away, somehow - the night and morning they'd spent together. There's something much more raw, more real between them now. Something honest that she hasn't let herself feel in years.
She rests her head on his shoulder, pressing kisses into the crook of his neck, fingertips tracing the rounded edge of his shoulder blade. ]
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It feels worlds away, somehow - the night and morning they'd spent together. There's something much more raw, more real between them now. Something honest that she hasn't let herself feel in years.
She rests her head on his shoulder, pressing kisses into the crook of his neck, fingertips tracing the rounded edge of his shoulder blade. ]