Curled up under the electric blanket limbs entwined, we relax into each other.
Birds laughing outside the open window bring a childish ease in with the cool spring breeze.
As the light fades, only picturesque shadows of our aloe plant linger along the wall.
His snores cease and are replaced by loving whispers and slow purposeful fondling.
Cupping and caressing my breasts gently, he takes a deep bite into my trapezius from behind.
Quivering from his passionate nibble, only one small chomp of many. I prepare to be consumed.
He devours me with utmost pleasure in the blackness, as I howl at the moon that can't be seen from the open window.
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