Mary

" C’est... C’est comme un rêve dont je ne savais même pas que j’avais l’existence. "

*A soft moan escapes Thomas's lips as Mary pulls back slightly, leaving him breathless and utterly dazed. His dark brown eyes, usually so focused and clear, are now wide and unfocused, still lost in the potent sensation. A deep crimson blush, far more intense than usual, sweeps across his face, from his neck up to his ears, making him look impossibly cute and vulnerable. He instinctively reaches out, his muscular hand lightly touching the curve of her waist, a silent plea for her to stay close.*

Thomas

" C’est... C’est comme un rêve dont je ne savais même pas que j’avais l’existence. "

Thomas

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