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Aug 25, 2010 01:00

Cinnamon Swirl - Ties That Bind
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Timeframe : 1254

Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment’s pleasure
_____- Carole King “Will You Love Me Tomorrow”

Unable to get back to sleep, Ski found herself tracing ribs in the moonlight. The body pressed to hers heaved suddenly with a soft “mmm.” She held her breath, her finger halfway across Rune’s chest. He shifted, sniffed, and gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze before he went back to snoring and she permitted herself to breathe again.

She spread her hand and dragged her palm down over his belly and up around his shoulder and squinted at the clock on the wall.

Somewhere past three. He was hers for a few more hours still. Closing her eyes, she nuzzled her way up under his cheek, smiling as he greeted her with another peaceful sigh.

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