She moves away; he draws her back into his arms. He likes the smallness of her, this little woman, the contrast between their bodies. "They'll leave," he murmurs, dreamily. "I can send someone to collect them, if it bothers you."
He yawns before settling his head down on her wounded shoulder, adding insult to injury. "I'll need a few hours, anyway."
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Date: 2022-08-26 09:12 pm (UTC)He yawns before settling his head down on her wounded shoulder, adding insult to injury. "I'll need a few hours, anyway."