She strokes the hair at the nape of his neck as she tries to catch her breath. She can feel grass under her back, there's a pleasant stretch in her calf from having her leg up on his shoulder, and she doesn't want him to go anywhere just yet.
"That was worth every time we almost and didn't," she whispers, grinning against his shoulder.
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Date: 2021-12-19 10:14 pm (UTC)"That was worth every time we almost and didn't," she whispers, grinning against his shoulder.