http://always-a-liar.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] shelley_winters 2006-11-02 02:21 am (UTC)

A soft noise as his hand slowly curled around her stomach. His chest pressed loosely against her back. His dark hair fell across one shoulder.

No quick movements. That was how one had to sneak up on small animals. To do otherwise was to frighten them away that one might otherwise have caressed with one's hands.

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