[ He digs his nails, a little more claw today at the tips, into that rump to drag Molly in flush against him, the world beneath the blankets an unseen land of touch and heat. It's a pleasant thing to feel him plastered close and he rumbles happily in his chest. ]
Feels like waking up to my own private sunrise with those eyes ... Red as the dawn.
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[ He digs his nails, a little more claw today at the tips, into that rump to drag Molly in flush against him, the world beneath the blankets an unseen land of touch and heat. It's a pleasant thing to feel him plastered close and he rumbles happily in his chest. ]
Feels like waking up to my own private sunrise with those eyes ... Red as the dawn.