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Kayla woke the next morning, her blue eyes shining with the sunrise and her hair slightly knotted from the night before. He traced Gael's muscles along his chest and abs carefully |
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Gale flicked his eyes open as she did so, still half asleep. |
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Kayla smiled at him silently |
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"Morning," He croaked, voice rough and gravely from sleep. |
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"Good morning" She said, kissing him softly |
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He sat up with a grunt, still sore. |
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"Was I too rough last night?" She asked, mostly teasing but still worried aout him |
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"If anything you could've been rougher," Gale chuckled, pecking her jaw. |
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She nodded, still worried |
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"Defanitely enjoyed it though," He admitted, gaze looking off. |
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