You lose a lot of squeamishness when you've been fucking for over a hundred years. He threads his fingers through her hair and kisses her hungrily for a long moment before he rolls away from her to get his boots off and then his trousers. Standing naked in the firelight, she'll be able to see the scars on his hip and thigh from the wounds she had tended, as well as a few others besides, old white welts twisting into the muscular flesh.
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Date: 2020-09-06 05:31 pm (UTC)