[ He can't even complain about the loss of that touch when what he feels is mostly relief, and the way she wraps herself around him is more soothing than anything else she could've done. He's still aroused and he knows it'll lead nowhere, but that will die down soon enough; how safe and loved she makes him feel will stick around, and that's what matters most to him.
He lets his head slump, body relaxing and practically melting on top of hers, his face buried into the curve of her neck. ]
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He lets his head slump, body relaxing and practically melting on top of hers, his face buried into the curve of her neck. ]
I'm sorry.