"Still can't believe you've dreamed of me," he says, voice catching in a laugh, a hint of disbelief in his tone. "I'm not anyone special, m'just Skellig."
Deep down he knows that isn't true, but he hasn't quite found he fully believes it yet, though she's helping change that with the attention she's paying his body with her mouth.
His chest shifts to press towards her hand, goosebumps breaking out over his skin as he shivers - all of that feels very good.
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Deep down he knows that isn't true, but he hasn't quite found he fully believes it yet, though she's helping change that with the attention she's paying his body with her mouth.
His chest shifts to press towards her hand, goosebumps breaking out over his skin as he shivers - all of that feels very good.