[He moves a hand through her hair, rubbing locks between his finger tips. She's always so soft, like the silk and velvet his mother kept in her closet. It betrayed how sharp she was underneath, hard as steel.
He touches the back of her shoulder as she kisses him, sighing softly. He nods slightly, nose grazing her cheek. He tilts his head further, kissing the corner of her mouth again and then again before he settles back against the mattress again.]
Yeah.
[His voice is low, the word rumbles out of his chest. The smile on Peter's face is small and soft, the look in his eyes saying he can't believe how lucky he is. He closes his eyes slowly, pulling her close.]
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He touches the back of her shoulder as she kisses him, sighing softly. He nods slightly, nose grazing her cheek. He tilts his head further, kissing the corner of her mouth again and then again before he settles back against the mattress again.]
Yeah.
[His voice is low, the word rumbles out of his chest. The smile on Peter's face is small and soft, the look in his eyes saying he can't believe how lucky he is. He closes his eyes slowly, pulling her close.]
You make me happy.