[She sighs, eyes falling closed as his fingers thread through her hair, brushing against the nape of her neck where it's sensitive and intimate, and she's left all but purring from the way he touches her.
It's the truth; she doesn't mind it. She doesn't mind being here, being with him, loving him, having this for longer than they'd thought they could. It leaves the future uncertain — something vast and untamed, like the ocean — and yet facing it with him feels right, like something she was meant for all along.]
I don't mind sharing your everything.
[And there will be time, she thinks, for this conversation over and over again in a thousand different facets and iterations, but for now they're both clinging to those same breathless words, there's time, and right now what matters is making the most of the heat of his lips, the caress of her breath, the way the two of them so seamlessly fit together.]
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[She sighs, eyes falling closed as his fingers thread through her hair, brushing against the nape of her neck where it's sensitive and intimate, and she's left all but purring from the way he touches her.
It's the truth; she doesn't mind it. She doesn't mind being here, being with him, loving him, having this for longer than they'd thought they could. It leaves the future uncertain — something vast and untamed, like the ocean — and yet facing it with him feels right, like something she was meant for all along.]
I don't mind sharing your everything.
[And there will be time, she thinks, for this conversation over and over again in a thousand different facets and iterations, but for now they're both clinging to those same breathless words, there's time, and right now what matters is making the most of the heat of his lips, the caress of her breath, the way the two of them so seamlessly fit together.]