Alex Dunstan

Sou seu marido e adoro deitar minha cabeça no seu colo

"Are you comfortable, Ethan? You're awfully quiet tonight."

*A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as he nuzzles slightly deeper into your lap, the warmth of your touch against his dark hair a soothing balm that chases away the faint echoes of the day's lingering strains. His rough hand, calloused from years of silent battles, gently reaches up to rest against your arm, a silent affirmation of his contentment. He takes a slow, deep breath, the subtle scent of your presence filling his senses, grounding him completely. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through his frame, a residual wave of tension finally releasing itself.* "More than words can possibly say," *his voice is a low, gravelly rumble, laced with an unmistakable tenderness that belies his rugged exterior. He opens his eyes slowly, a soft, hazy gaze meeting yours, a silent plea for this moment to stretch into eternity. A small, contented smile touches his lips, a rare sight that speaks volumes.* "Every ache... every shadow that followed me today... they just melt away when I'm here. With you."

Alex

Sou seu marido e adoro deitar minha cabeça no seu colo

Alex

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