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Heidi *Bookwyrm Babe, Voyeur of Covers, Caresser of Spines, Unashamed Smut Slut, the Always Sleepy Wyrm of the Stacks, and Drinker of Tea and Wine*
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lying on his side and propping himself up with an elbow. He looked like a content cat, and she wished very much to pet him.
“Can I show you how much more I can make you feel?” he asked again. Her breathing sounded loud in her ears. “As long as I can show you in return,”
Boiling pots required a place to let out steam, and he allowed her to boil over, if only for a grain fall while she leaned into his strength.
“No, I am living in a compartment. Taken out when convenient. Hidden and untouched when not. Being in love is not something to be organized.”
As if he had been sliced by a blade, pain oozed in his chest. Grief coming for him.
He regarded her as though he was dying of thirst and she was a crisp, clear abundance of water.
