"I'm not the bed," Angua quietly complained, though there wasn't any real annoyance in her tone. She shifted, putting his chest against her back and bringing his arm around her. If it made her desire to be held obvious, she only hoped he wouldn't think about it in the morning.
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Date: 2008-04-08 03:35 am (UTC)