The caresses slow to one finger slowly tracing a circle--over and over--in the center of her stomach. Oh, his face was so kind in that violet light, the bright victorious gleam in those blue eyes hidden by his black hair falling forward from his face.
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Date: 2006-11-05 10:17 pm (UTC)"Why do you want me to stop?"