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From: anastas |
Date: September 3rd, 2010 04:56 am (UTC) |
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Re: Stas/Sunny
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"How did I get the honor of becoming your pillow?" He liked the weight of her head on his chest. He always loved the feeling of a body pressed on his. This wasn't the hot and passionate sort of contact, but he didn't mind. Sunny's hair felt soft and she was at ease with him this way. She wasn't in the throes of some flight or fight response considering how drunk she was and how easy it would be for him to create that kind of situation.
He let one hand come to rest on her arm and very gently squeeze. His other hand was busy in her hair, delicately running in between strands. My little sunshine, he said in Russian, you trust me too easily.
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