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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:20:31 GMT -5
He stripped down to his boxers and burrowed under the blanket, trying to get warm. "Come here, I'm cold!" he said to Maggie, his teeth chattering.
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:23:27 GMT -5
She went to him, pressing against him, wrapping her arms around his body. They hadn't been close like this in far, far too long.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:27:29 GMT -5
Letting out a sigh of relief, he rubbed her back and kissed her forehead. "Good night," he murmured. Then he kissed her nose. "Love you."
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:30:15 GMT -5
"I--Michael...would you...kiss me a while longer..?" She wasn't ready to stop just yet. He made her feel better, made the rest of the world fall away.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:32:33 GMT -5
Without a word, he pressed his lips to hers, one hand coming up to cradle her cheek.
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:35:00 GMT -5
She closed her eyes, moving her lips against his, her hands pressed into his back.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:37:14 GMT -5
"You know everything's going to be okay, right?" he asked, brushing his lips against hers. He wasn't even sure of that himself, but he figured if they both thought it and said it and believed it...then it would come true.
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:39:18 GMT -5
She nodded, eyes still closed, kissing him. "I know...I know eventually it will be. And then--and then maybe..." she pulled back enough to meet his eyes, "maybe we can try again. Later. When we're ready. We can--we can have a baby. On purpose."
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:44:37 GMT -5
He couldn't stop a somewhat boyish smile from appearing on his lips. "Yeah. When we're ready."
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:46:54 GMT -5
She smiled back at him, then pressed her lips to his, kissing him a little harder this time.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:48:59 GMT -5
He groaned a little into her mouth, molding his hand over the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair.
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:50:35 GMT -5
She moved to lay on her back, pulling him over her gently, not breaking the kiss.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:52:50 GMT -5
"Are you...I mean, are you sure? Are you okay...down there?" he asked softly, just barely pulling his lips away from hers.
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Post by Script on Jan 1, 2012 16:56:38 GMT -5
She nodded her head, looking up into his eyes. "I haven't been sore at all the last week or so. And--and I...miss you..."
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Post by Skittery on Jan 1, 2012 16:59:10 GMT -5
"Okay," he whispered, sliding his hand up under her slip. "But if I hurt you, tell me, okay? Promise."
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