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His toes were cold.
As usual, when she stayed, Ned had fallen asleep wrapped around Rogue with his nose pushed agains the back of her neck, buried in her long, fragrant hair. And his toes were cold.
He made a soft sound of protest and squirmed back under the...
Well, that wasn't the blanket that they'd gone to sleep under, was it? Absently, Ned's hand found Rogue's bare breast under the blanket.
He mumbled something.
It might have been along the lines of how warm she was.
As usual, when she stayed, Ned had fallen asleep wrapped around Rogue with his nose pushed agains the back of her neck, buried in her long, fragrant hair. And his toes were cold.
He made a soft sound of protest and squirmed back under the...
Well, that wasn't the blanket that they'd gone to sleep under, was it? Absently, Ned's hand found Rogue's bare breast under the blanket.
He mumbled something.
It might have been along the lines of how warm she was.