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She woke a bit later, looking up lazily at his phone |
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"Morning sunshine," He teased, pecking her lips. |
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"I'm not a sunshine, I'm a very scary, very independent woman." She muttered, still waking up as she snuggled him |
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"You are very scary, correct." He noted. |
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"and independent" she added again. She kissed along his neck gently |
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"And independent," He echoed, breath hitching when she trailed over a certain spot. |
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"is there a problem, pretty boy?" She asked, nipping the spot before soothing it with her tongue |
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"W-What? No, that's crazy." He lied, breath hitching once more. |
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"very crazy" she agreed in a soft voice, kissing up and down his neck again and nipping a few spots |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
