He broke away from the kiss, trailing down her jaw to her neck. His lips brushed teasingly against the marks he had left on her neck. They were oddly comforting to him, proof that she was his, even despite all the distance between them. Or maybe because of it. He wasn't quite sure.
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Date: 2010-05-12 08:47 pm (UTC)