I suck in a slow, only slightly shaky breath, my eyelids fluttering, nearly closing. His words are so soft and gentle, and sweet, and so very like my Take-chan.
I love him so completely, always have. Always will.
His fingers brush against the bare skin of my chest as he works my shirt open. And each little touch of his fingers makes my breath hitch, sends shivers all through me.
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Date: 2012-10-12 02:37 am (UTC)I love him so completely, always have. Always will.
His fingers brush against the bare skin of my chest as he works my shirt open. And each little touch of his fingers makes my breath hitch, sends shivers all through me.
"Take-chan..."