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Calum walking out of the bathroom his briefs clinging tight to his hips. Water still dripping down his body, as he rubs his messy black hair with the towel to dry it. Throwing it across the room he comes to the end of the bed. Grabs your ankles and pulls you to the end. A light squeal escapes your lips but a smile forms on his lips as he towers over you. Leaning down lightly kissing your lips. A smile forming on your lips at the sound of cals chuckle. Because nothing felt more real then his half asleep post shower kisses.

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