[ she hums happily into those kisses, returning his little sounds with sounds of her own, her tongue licking the taste of honey and pineapple out of his mouth. honey and pineapple and her. ] Love you. [ totally spoken against his mouth, but she has to say it, she has to. her brain's a skipping record right now and that's all she can think about - I love you, I love you, I love you ]
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