Bec
Queen's Rider
Most likely procrastinating
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Post by Bec on Feb 23, 2010 14:50:57 GMT 10
Tittle: Sunday morning Rating: G Length: 135 round/fight: 1/E Competitor: Joren summary: Yet another, kel admiring Joren fic She watched his closed eyes, the soft heaving of his chest, his back arched as he cuddled the pillow he slept on. She admired his girlish face, and came to the conclusion that she didn’t want to move, ever. Gazing up into his innocent face she wondered, perhaps it was the way the morning, Sunday light entwined itself through his hair, making his pale skin radiate. The sight was almost beautiful. She propped her chin onto her hands and cocked her head to the side. His eyebrows furrowed as he half turned onto his side. She hadn’t realised that he had woken up when his arm snaked around her body drawing her towards him. She felt safe in his arm, reassured as he nuzzled the back of her neck, she felt like she was home.
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Post by max on Feb 23, 2010 15:30:40 GMT 10
Oh so very beautiful. Love it.
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