Spirit sleepily opened his eyes and let out a soft, pleasured moan. A large, gentle hand slowly stroked his hair. How he loved those hands. Spirit looked into Stein’s luminous green eyes. “How long have bạn been awake?” The only light in the room that allowed them to see each other came from the moon light that spilled in through the cracks in the curtain.
“Not long.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Well, I didn’t want to wake you. bạn were sleeping so peacefully.”
“So you’ve been watching me sleep?” Spirit rolled over on his other side so his back was to Stein. “Perverted...
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