[ It makes her feel a certain way, knowing that he's also been thinking about it, that he's considered it - the meaning behind that. They sleep together enough that she's been conscious of him so close to her this entire time, but it's only when they've been allowed to be alone that she's let her mind wander.
Jean's skin, his warm body, flushed, his touch, his fingers exploring... It makes her red even now, cheeks flaring to life.
Leaning in, she hums against his skin, her voice quiet, muffled. ]
You. And doing it again. Maybe doing more, this time.
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Jean's skin, his warm body, flushed, his touch, his fingers exploring... It makes her red even now, cheeks flaring to life.
Leaning in, she hums against his skin, her voice quiet, muffled. ]
You. And doing it again. Maybe doing more, this time.