"I've got you," he murmurs, allowing her to relax against him, her body sagging slightly as her muscles tremble. After a moment of allowing her to catch her breath, he shifts to stretch out on the blanket beneath them, her curled up at his side.
His fingertips will keep stroking patterns over her forearm until either she drifts off to sleep or he does, whichever comes first.
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Date: 2024-04-12 02:09 am (UTC)His fingertips will keep stroking patterns over her forearm until either she drifts off to sleep or he does, whichever comes first.