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[Is it wrong to linger this way? He wonders what came over him that he’d push her around like this, even if she’d liked it well enough. All their well-maintained, meticulous boundaries…
But had they been so well maintained?
He sighs, sad now, but he holds her tighter. ]
But had they been so well maintained?
He sighs, sad now, but he holds her tighter. ]
[Something may be in the water, but had it been a normal day and Clive expressed such desire, she doesn't think she would have it in her to resist. She's nevwr stopped wanting him.
She knows that sigh. Her voice is soft when she speaks.]
Don't. [Feel sorry for it, she means. There's time for that in the morning.]
Just enjoy the now.
She knows that sigh. Her voice is soft when she speaks.]
Don't. [Feel sorry for it, she means. There's time for that in the morning.]
Just enjoy the now.
[Easier said than done, but he tries valiantly anyway, pressing a kiss to the edge of her jaw. He promises:]
I am.
I am.
[Founder, he wishes he could always have this.]
Tonight, we live in a perfect world.
Tonight, we live in a perfect world.
[He gives a low hum as he shifts on her, rolling onto his side so he can gaze at her, blue eyes intense.]
Whenever you say that, all I want to do is make love to you.
[It’s dangerous.]
Whenever you say that, all I want to do is make love to you.
[It’s dangerous.]
[He just looks at her, expression softening, one hand reaching to cup her cheek and stroke it with his thumb.]
Let us bathe, then I’ll take you back to bed.
Let us bathe, then I’ll take you back to bed.
[He’d like to think she’s exaggerating, but he knows what he did. He keeps stroking her face, tenderly, and he leans in to briefly kiss her before pulling away to sit up.]
Just rest here a moment, then, while I fill the tub.
Just rest here a moment, then, while I fill the tub.
[It hasn’t been long enough for anything drastic, but he’s at least well-fed. Nearly six months of robust meals, takeout or otherwise, has let his sculpted muscles flourish a bit more, properly and regularly fed in a way he hadn’t been since he was a boy. He thinks of none of this, of course. He just shuffles off to the bathroom, pausing midway to rid himself of his pants.
The water runs hot. He calls back:]
Do you want oils in it?
The water runs hot. He calls back:]
Do you want oils in it?
I don’t think I’ve ever used them.
[He cranks the taps on. Has he ever run a bath before, much less put oils in? No, but he can figure it out.]
[He cranks the taps on. Has he ever run a bath before, much less put oils in? No, but he can figure it out.]
[Jill, not wanting a very slippery sort of flooding in her bathroom, gingerly pushes herself to the edge of the bed. The duvet is going to have to be washed, and she groans a little as she stands.
She will definitely feel him in the days to come.]
Give me a moment, I'll be right there.
She will definitely feel him in the days to come.]
Give me a moment, I'll be right there.
[He reappears at the doorway.]
I have it handled. Just rest.
I have it handled. Just rest.
[It’s odd to have her in his arms again, but there are no boundaries he can lay down, having already come in her twice. He opens an arm to her, holding her to him, his own cheek against the top of her head. This is good. He missed this.]
Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
[He wonders how he can let her go again in the morning, but knows he’ll have to. For now, he kisses the crown of her head.]
I’m glad it’s worth it, at least.
[The tub is nearly full.]
I’m glad it’s worth it, at least.
[The tub is nearly full.]
[He drifts after her, fingers wrapped around hers, following her to the tub.]
I think it’ll overflow if I step in there with you.
I think it’ll overflow if I step in there with you.
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