[The paint flakes a little beneath her fingertips, not enough to conceal his shiver at her touch. He lifts himself up subtly at her praise.]
You make it pretty easy, you know. [His fingers curl in her hair, one looping a loose lock around itself a few times.] You always let me know exactly how you're feeling, and... when it's good.
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[The paint flakes a little beneath her fingertips, not enough to conceal his shiver at her touch. He lifts himself up subtly at her praise.]
You make it pretty easy, you know. [His fingers curl in her hair, one looping a loose lock around itself a few times.] You always let me know exactly how you're feeling, and... when it's good.