When you got it, flaunt it
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He barely stirred as she pressed against him. As she wrapped her arms around him, he murmured something unintelligable and nestled closer. In sleep, his usually closed face gained a softness that rarely showed through in his waking hours. He muttered something again, something that might have been her name, and settled back into the mercifully dreamless sleep of the soundly exhausted. It could have been hours or days when he finally stirred to wakefulness. All he knew was the sweet musk of his mate filled the air. Her hands rested on his chest. A tendril of her mane brushed his cheek.

The rustic male stretched without standing, feeling every muscle in his body flex in response to his inner command. He squeezed her hands lightly before rolling over to wrap his arms around her, pulling her close. He murmured a still sleepy greeting to her, smiling at her. No shadows danced in his eyes, no whispers filled his ears for the moment. It was as if destroying the shadow wolf had banished them for a short time. He brushed the loose tendril of her mane out of her glorious blue eyes. "hey, kiddo. Where you been all my life?" cheesy yes, but felt by the heart.


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