"You're right," she says, "Not replacing. But new, and still good. Possibilities."
Lips brush his shoulder, and her hand strokes his side in a lulling rhythm, slow and easy, matching his drowsy tone. With her mouth still pressed to his skin she hazards it.
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Date: 2022-04-11 01:22 am (UTC)Lips brush his shoulder, and her hand strokes his side in a lulling rhythm, slow and easy, matching his drowsy tone. With her mouth still pressed to his skin she hazards it.
"I'd want that for you, if I died."