The response she gets is sleepy at best, more of an unintelligible groan than anything. Words were there, but they don’t make it past his mouth as he sinks somewhere halfway between waking and sleep. Her touch is pleasure, gently willing him to relax with everything she does, her lips sending a gentle shiver down his spine.
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