[ Yeah, she can admit that that probably needs to happen, but she's definitely a fan of it happening this way rather than any other, holding onto him. Their shirts are somewhere over there but pants and underthings could probably stand to come up, and she pulls her own leggings up and then holds onto him as he walks her over to the couch, slides with him down until she's just laying on him, and then she laughs a little and settles further, perfectly okay with their remaining lack of clothing and general disheveled state.
Because that? That was pretty great. She's happy about everything that just happened, seriously. ] Thank you. You too. [ Just pressing herself against him to keep the warmth. ] You're comfortable.
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Because that? That was pretty great. She's happy about everything that just happened, seriously. ] Thank you. You too. [ Just pressing herself against him to keep the warmth. ] You're comfortable.