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trebuchets feat. carrier type ❝Cullen Rutherford❞ text audio video #2 Driftwood Ln.

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[lovingvambrace]

Well, that could apply, too.

[Lightly humorous. He is perfectly willing to walk down that path rather than stating certain things with too much emphasis for comfort.]

We seem to be navigating it well.

[He scratches his nails over her back, assuming she likely awakens with morning itches much the same as him.]

[calamitysymphony]

Oh, I'm so glad you think so.

[She shivers pleasantly. Those little scratches feel amazing.]

I don't know if we're doing it right, but... I'm terribly happy with it, regardless. With you.

[lovingvambrace]

[He feels heat rising in his cheeks, a pleasant warmth suffusing him that has nothing to do with the blush. He wonders if she knows the effect she has on him when she says such things. It's all he can do not to hide his face against her neck like a child.]

As am I. Happier than...than I've been in some time.

[He slips his hand around to cup her cheek. Happier than he has been since childhood, easily.]

[calamitysymphony]

[Despite her own urge to hide her face, she gazes adoringly into his eyes. Her chest swells with warmth, with words that she's been feeling for a while now, yet is too frightened to say. Her lips part, barely, then close again in favor of a smile. Her cheeks are burning so hot she wonders if he'll burn his palm.]

Me too. It's been so long, but... it feels good. All of it.

[lovingvambrace]

[He could drown in her gaze, being looked at that way. It sends a pleasant shiver to his toes. His heart feels as though it will beat from his chest when she starts to speak, settling only a little when nothing difficult comes out.

There are too many words vying, on his part, so he simply leans in and kisses her, long and slow, tender. He'll impress on her mouth what he can't bring to voice.]