[ She's smiling up at him even as he strips her bare. He puts a smile on her face so easily like he's made to do so. Djel, the Saints, the Making. Whoever. They'd made him for her.
She stretches out and lounges with a hand behind her head while her other traced fingers up and down her flat abdomen. She's on full display for him. She wears nothing but a smile. Looking at him with his earnest gaze and awestruck grin as he gazes upon her, how can she not? ]
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[ She's smiling up at him even as he strips her bare. He puts a smile on her face so easily like he's made to do so. Djel, the Saints, the Making. Whoever. They'd made him for her.
She stretches out and lounges with a hand behind her head while her other traced fingers up and down her flat abdomen. She's on full display for him. She wears nothing but a smile. Looking at him with his earnest gaze and awestruck grin as he gazes upon her, how can she not? ]
I was thinking the same about you.