"Settle, baby."
I held position through the sound of her clothes being shed one by one. Through the soft snick of hook and eye on her bra and through the slide of knickers down thighs I wanted pressed around me.
I could feel the heat of her behind me, and then its absence as she settled back on the bed.
"Suuuuuuuze...."
"No whining. Just face that corner until I tell you otherwise."
"To be entirely fair, I'd categorise it more as a whimper."
Laughter tumbled from her and god if I didn't want to turn to the source.
"Just hold."
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