caresses
They flaunt tradition by dressing together.
She smooths his tie unnecessarily. He tucks a gentle kiss against her throat. They caress each other naturally, a part of their morning rituals for so long it would be impossible to go without. His fingers slide down around her waist. Her body whispers against him.
He tugs her close against him and she comes willingly.
"I love you," he breathes, his words a sweet caress.
Her fingers brush against the curve of his jaw, then she leans her head against his shoulder with a soft sigh and whispers back, "I love you too."
She smooths his tie unnecessarily. He tucks a gentle kiss against her throat. They caress each other naturally, a part of their morning rituals for so long it would be impossible to go without. His fingers slide down around her waist. Her body whispers against him.
He tugs her close against him and she comes willingly.
"I love you," he breathes, his words a sweet caress.
Her fingers brush against the curve of his jaw, then she leans her head against his shoulder with a soft sigh and whispers back, "I love you too."
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