[ She's the one with her legs hitting the back of the bed, but he's the one who nudges her back, pressing into those fingers tented over his chest. One hand slips to her waist, the other her back, and if she lets him, he'll get her on the bed and brace himself up over her. Keeping her hand there, and smiling at her. ]
Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
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Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
I'm your blank page for the filling.
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