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Abby shuddered as she leaned into him
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He continued to move down and slowly slipped his hands under Abby's shirt and lifted it off to expose more skin.
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Abby stuck her hands in his hair and giggled. She leaned her head against him, letting him take the lead
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He gladly took the reins and continued to kiss any skin he could reach on Abby's torso. Excitement ran through his blood like a rushing river.
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She tugged at his shirt as she nibbled his earlobe
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He hummed some and carefully slipped his own shirt off, revealing his muscles. As he moved they rippled like water beneath Abby's hands.
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Abby held in a gasp when he took his shirt off. she bit her lip again and leaned against him, her chest against his. she kissed him
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He kissed her back and ran his hand over her skin. (When are you thinking to time skip?)
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(probably about now) - somehow, they had ended up in her room, and, somehow, they hadn'd awoken Darcy, who was still passed out in her room. she curled up against Micah, her cold body warming up against his. she laid her head on his chest and sighed a happy sigh.
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(alright) ~ Micah leaned his head down and gave Abby a kiss on the head. He then made his wings sprout from his back, not fully shifting into his angel form, and wrapped them around her to help warm her up. A smile was on his face and he gently ran a hand through Abby's hair.
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