[It becomes easier and easier to relax, even if his heart is beating a million miles a minute. He practically melts into the bed like this, letting his eyes drift closed as little contented noises and sighs slip out. He's trying to keep them quiet.]
That feels... really nice. [Yep, those are his thoughts, don't look at him or ask anything else.] Like this, I can almost ignore my head aching.
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That feels... really nice. [Yep, those are his thoughts, don't look at him or ask anything else.] Like this, I can almost ignore my head aching.