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She considered him, her limbs soft and relaxed as she watched the demon lying next to her. The scar across his chest was still present, a slash...
He would hear her laugh a little, and she turned, lying on her stomach and looking up at him thoughtfully. He would see that line of freckles...
(Zoop!) Afterward, Juniper was next to him, her arms over his shoulders and her face buried in his neck. She was breathless, her fingers running...
She fell silent, considering him thoughtfully, her hand gently stroking through his hair. She was evidently looking for comfort, but she seemed to...
She hesitated for a moment. Her eyes traced him thoughtfully, her eyes warm and affectionate, and she considered him. "But... you're so...
She tilted her head in thought, a flush gathering on her nose. "I feel like that's up to you," she replied slowly.
She rolled her eyes playfully, raising one eyebrow. "You don't know whether it was an accident or not? The boy who has grown up with concubines...
She inhaled a little in surprise, glancing down at his hand before looking back up at him, her brow furrowed. "Accident?"
She flushed a little, looking down at him thoughtfully before leaning in and kissing him, tentatively at first before slowly deepening it.
She laughed a little, glancing up at him playfully before kissing along his neck lightly. “You said that already.”
She sighed a little, cupping his jaw with one hand and pulling back his collar with her other, finding his sternum and kissing it gently.
She leaned down, kissing his neck gently, pulling his collar back to kiss his chest. “What makes you say that?”
She dimpled slightly, her fingers curling against his chest. “What?”
She slipped back over him, settling on his pelvis and leaning down against him. “I love you too,” she murmured, kissing him.
She rolled her eyes. “What else are we gonna do?” she teased, cupping his jaw gently.
She draped her arms around him, kissing him deeply. “I was kidding, but...”
She brightened. “Really?”
She stretched back out on the bed before laughing. “Lots of kissin’.”
She tilted her head. "My family eats breakfast at ten, generally," she mused. "That's in a couple hours. We could eat with them if we wanted to...
She laughed, the sheet draped over her figure. “What are they going to do? It’s my house.”
