[ This? This is good. Mako is content with Raleigh's kisses, adoring the way he takes it slowly -- reminds her that this is what she's missed. It's the sweetness of intimacy, a connection reforged even without sex, and she's running her fingers through his hair, tender and yearning.
She loves him, and it's never more clear in moments like these, where she parts her lips and invites him in, her thighs parted to accommodate him comfortably, savouring the weight of him before she hums. ]
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She loves him, and it's never more clear in moments like these, where she parts her lips and invites him in, her thighs parted to accommodate him comfortably, savouring the weight of him before she hums. ]
You feel heavier.