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Camery chuckled softly and buried her head into what could only be described as the perfect of his neck. Perfection because he was warm, and his scent was strongest there. A staple of what was... him. If she could steal a bottle of cologne him before he went on any trips, she'd be a happy woman. She hummed, closing her and running her lips gently along his neck. "I love how you talk to me," she whispered, giving him a little squeeze but admittedly already falling asleep. Edited at February 11, 2025 03:35 AM by Belle
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