𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑒

" 𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭-𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 . . . "

She is awake. Needs coffee.

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A soft snicker. Still her favorite season.

Thank you. Spring time allergies.

Sneeze.

Small coffee sip.

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A small blush. Taking his hand. Lead the way.

Mhm ~ Small cheek peck. Time for bed?

Good.

Can he? So can she.

Cue her covering his face with soft kisses.

My, my, those eyes like fire I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre Come now, bite through these wires I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired

Just honest.

So is he. Always makes her heart flutter.

Returning the affection. Soft. Lingering.

Arms gently wrapping around his waist. Keeping a soft hold. She doesn't mind at all.

A small blush. Eyes closing at the sweet affection.

She did indeed. Big yawn and a stretch.