"Gonna die happy," she murmurs, her voice thick and drowsy. "S'long as you're with me."
She trails slow, sensuous kisses along his shoulder, before shifting to recapture his mouth. If she could form a thought right now, she'd tell him his kiss is better than sex. But language is so not on the agenda right now.
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Date: 2010-01-04 09:43 pm (UTC)She trails slow, sensuous kisses along his shoulder, before shifting to recapture his mouth. If she could form a thought right now, she'd tell him his kiss is better than sex. But language is so not on the agenda right now.