( There's a time and a place for heated, fierce kisses and tangled limbs, but this is not that. It's soft and gentle, sweet and all the things which lend themselves to the peace under the trees and in the shade, where time seems to slow and her heart is a full thing in her chest.
Her fingers leave his collar, briefly smoothing the fabric back into place and traversing the lines of his shoulder before wrapping around his upper arm ever so lightly. )
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Date: 2018-04-25 05:14 pm (UTC)Her fingers leave his collar, briefly smoothing the fabric back into place and traversing the lines of his shoulder before wrapping around his upper arm ever so lightly. )