[She knows she ought to get up, clean them off, perhaps think about how they're supposed to get out of here unnoticed, given the current state of their clothes... Instead, she just settles into the pleasantly heavy warmth of him, and lets her eyes fall shut]
[Despite her drowsiness, she attempts to stay up longer, perhaps to ward away any nightmares, or perhaps just not to miss a moment of this utter contentment.
Whatever the reason, it's just too lazily comfortable to last for long. And she nods off to the soft rise and fall of his chest against hers]
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Pretty sure you're perfect as you are.
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Man, what's with the silver tongue today?
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...Just felt like saying it out loud, for once.
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Well... thanks.
You're pretty amazing, yourself.
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Maybe we make a good team.
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Partners, right?
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Always.
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[He makes a soft sound, tucked in there against her - some wordless hum of agreement, or contentment, or both]
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[His thumb drifts idly back and forth across her rib cage, very gentle]
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[She just continues to pet him, almost drowsily slow]
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[It isn't long before his breathing evens out to something slow and steady, a solid weight against her as he drifts away to sleep]
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Whatever the reason, it's just too lazily comfortable to last for long. And she nods off to the soft rise and fall of his chest against hers]