christmas presents

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

They made love slowly by the fire, whispering sweet promises among the kisses and moans. Summer dragged her nails down his back, leaving marks that healed in minutes, and whimpered his name every time she came. At last they lay tangled together, damp with sweat and smiling at each other like idiots.

Their bodies moved together in a way that only lovers could, they knew each spot to make the other shiver and they pressed close to one another, his body contorting as her nails left temporary indents into his back. Soon they lay there, sated and exhausted and happy, his fingers carding through her sweaty locks as he gazed at her, still panting slightly, “I love you, Summer.”

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