Unbeknownst to him she's thinking the same thing. Not because of Godric, but because it's as close to her den as she can get Sweeney. "Yeah. The hammock's mine, and most of the blankets."
She imagines lying there in the hammock with Sweeney, lazing about, smoking and watching some mindless procedural crime show until she tugs him away to her bedroom where he fucks her till she's crying out his name.
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Date: 2022-01-13 09:46 pm (UTC)She imagines lying there in the hammock with Sweeney, lazing about, smoking and watching some mindless procedural crime show until she tugs him away to her bedroom where he fucks her till she's crying out his name.