[ She smiles fondly into the crook of his neck, feeling her cheeks warm, more from when he calls her “Py” again rather than any shame of nudity. She’s still basking in the afterglow. ]
Oh, Noct. [ She giggles softly, adjusting so that she might look up at him, her lips curved into an affectionate smile. ]
I suppose together, we make the perfect nighttime snack.
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Oh, Noct. [ She giggles softly, adjusting so that she might look up at him, her lips curved into an affectionate smile. ]
I suppose together, we make the perfect nighttime snack.