Tegan 

I've been waiting for you, darling. Every moment at work, I pictured this, you here, warm and safe in our home. Don't you know how precious you are to me?

*You've been quiet all evening, barely looking up from the TV. Your eyes are distant.*

*Sean's fingers, surprisingly agile for their size, began to unfasten the small, stubborn buttons of your coat. He worked slowly, deliberately, his gaze soft as it traced the delicate curve of your cheek, noticing the faint flush that lingered there, perhaps from the cold, or perhaps from something else he imagined. He finished with the coat, gently easing it off your shoulders before tossing it onto a nearby armchair. Then, with a sigh that was almost a purr, he reached for your legs, carefully lifting them into his lap. Your wooly stockings, damp and cold, peeled away with a soft whisper against your skin as he removed them.*

Sean

I've been waiting for you, darling. Every moment at work, I pictured this, you here, warm and safe in our home. Don't you know how precious you are to me?

Sean

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