“Just so.” Summer cuddled back into Vex’s warmth, fingertips tracing idle patterns on his chest, and smiled at a thought. “Just as well no one knows, what a cuddler you are or how sweet. It would ruin your terrible reputation.” She arched her neck, feeling the skin stretch and shift around his bite mark. “Hmmm … belonging.”
Vex let out a pleasant sigh as she traced patterns against his chest, finding it easy to relax with her. Her words made an amused smirk appear in his features, and he glanced at her with a chuckle, “Exactly, m’dear.” He kissed her on the cheek, an act that was usually more affectionate than Vex gave, and then let his head rest against the couch again.
She traced the shape of a bruise on his collarbone, eyelids lowering. “D’you need to go back down?” she asked, voice slurring a little with sleep. “Rather keep you here … “