“What’s wrong, stella mia?” My thumb catches a tear as it slides down to her ear. “They’re called emotions, Spock.” She laughs, deep and raspy, and her inner wall clenches. It takes an act of extreme willpower not to move, but a small groan leaves my throat at the feeling of her tightening around me. “Are they good emotions?” “The best ones,” she sighs with a small smile. I nod and catch a tear with my tongue, licking the salty moisture and absorbing the emotion into me. “I love you so much,” I whisper against her cheek. She stutters a breath as I give a tentative push toward her. “I love you
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