[ she says this, but she lets herself be tugged anyway. hands full, she can't put up much of a protest. she sets the food down on the edge of the bed where she can prop it against the wall, upright, then moves her hands to his shoulders so she can steady herself on him.
it feels good, though. the closeness. it had felt good to curl up against him, and better still to have him draw her in for it. to be his. ]
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[ she says this, but she lets herself be tugged anyway. hands full, she can't put up much of a protest. she sets the food down on the edge of the bed where she can prop it against the wall, upright, then moves her hands to his shoulders so she can steady herself on him.
it feels good, though. the closeness. it had felt good to curl up against him, and better still to have him draw her in for it. to be his. ]