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Touch (Downton Abbey| Robert Crowley/Jane (the maid) Rated PG)
Her breath was warm against his cheek as he pressed against her. His heart thudded in his chest as he closed his eyes, focusing on his other senses. The smooth contours of her lips as they grazed his, the sweet flavour of apples as their tongues entwined, the pressure of her hand at the nape of his neck, the silky texture of her finely sculpted cheek beneath his palm. He breathed deeply, consuming her heady scent which reminded him of flowers and washing powder. He sighed, reluctantly pulling away as he wondered how something so wrong could feel so right.