[Zephyr falls back with a soft "oomph" and then momentarily freezes when his mind belatedly registers the warm weight on top of him. Thankfully, the hesitation dissolves into the delicious haze his mind's become again, and he's pliant once more, lazy and easy in his movements.
One hand settles in the small of her back, moving in slow circles, while the other finds a spot at the nape of her neck; his fingers toy with the edges of her hair.]
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One hand settles in the small of her back, moving in slow circles, while the other finds a spot at the nape of her neck; his fingers toy with the edges of her hair.]