Blissful tenderness 

His kisses were intense yet light and airy. Her cheeks blushed a warm shade of pink, a colour she radiated from the inside out. The bed covers were somewhere on the floor that they hadn’t stepped foot on since the night before. In the late morning light their intertwined bodies seemed to belong. She saw a pretty picture through her pretty eyes of their bare legs and the goosebumps on her stomach from his touch. He brushed his thumb over her sultry lips, she pulled his body closer in response. Their eyes met, hers blue and seductive, his brown and fervent. He loved the way her innocence hid beneath her passion, the way she displayed her confidence and the way she let it fall away, to accept his validation. They let the feeling of blissful tenderness engulf them. 

S.b. 

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