"Mmhmm..." she murmurs, closing her eyes. For a moment she doesn't move or speak or anything.
As though in a trance, she just remains still, listening to the beating of his heart -- a lovely and steady rhythm -- and takes in the scent of him, the feel of his arms around her, and his warmth -- in every sense of the word.
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As though in a trance, she just remains still, listening to the beating of his heart -- a lovely and steady rhythm -- and takes in the scent of him, the feel of his arms around her, and his warmth -- in every sense of the word.