"This is nice," I whispered as we both stared
at the ceiling, "I could get used to
this closeness," I confessed,
brushing my fingers
through her hair.
"Me too," she spoke as she traced my bare
chest, "I think," she muttered.
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Soft [m.yg]
Fanfiction"Her lips, her hands, her words, and her voice were all too soft for her harsh heart." [Completed]
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