[ A playful, intimate upward curving at the edges of her mouth when he's close enough to see it, close enough for his exhales to flutter across her skin, but she doesn't move to reach for him, reclined along her side with one hand resting out in the space between their bodies. ]
Plenty, I think. [ The brief brushing of her fingers against the side of his face is there and gone in another instant, and then she's returned to her original pose, maintaining his face in her line of sight for a few more lingering seconds before her eyes begin to droop and then ultimately shutter.
It doesn't take long, between the wine and the bone-deep exhaustion she's possessed recently, and the sounds of the sunlight room, the dappled warmth slipping through the tree overhead, succeed in prompting her to drift off, breath slowing and evening out until she's fast asleep. ]
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[ A playful, intimate upward curving at the edges of her mouth when he's close enough to see it, close enough for his exhales to flutter across her skin, but she doesn't move to reach for him, reclined along her side with one hand resting out in the space between their bodies. ]
Plenty, I think. [ The brief brushing of her fingers against the side of his face is there and gone in another instant, and then she's returned to her original pose, maintaining his face in her line of sight for a few more lingering seconds before her eyes begin to droop and then ultimately shutter.
It doesn't take long, between the wine and the bone-deep exhaustion she's possessed recently, and the sounds of the sunlight room, the dappled warmth slipping through the tree overhead, succeed in prompting her to drift off, breath slowing and evening out until she's fast asleep. ]