[ He hums against her skin. She's so tight and warm and wet around her, despite the slow movement of their bodies. It's such a contrast to their usual sexual encounters, that it adds a whole new layer to the moment. This isn't just a quick fuck on a lunch break, or at the end of a stressful work week. This is making love. ]
I love you, Grell.
[ He murmurs. The words come from him without so much as a thought. It's so unexpected that he even pauses himself, unsure if he'd said the phrase aloud. ]
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I love you, Grell.
[ He murmurs. The words come from him without so much as a thought. It's so unexpected that he even pauses himself, unsure if he'd said the phrase aloud. ]