No male has ever woken up in a better mood than me. I smile into the cold air, not caring that my breath puffs into a frozen cloud, even inside our hut. At my side, Mari is draped over my chest, her mouth slightly open in her sleep as she drools a puddle onto my tunic. We pleasured each other last night. The thought fills me with joy, and I cannot stop smiling. We pleasured each other, and then we dressed and I put new gloves on, and we held each other and talked until it was late. She slept at my side, and I do not care that I slept with layers covering every bit of my skin. I slept with my
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