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I lay on the couch, my head in his lap. Staring up at him I realize how lucky I am to be where I am. He slowly and absentmindedly plays with my dark blond hair as he sits entranced by the movie we rented. All I can think of his how wonderful he looks. His deep green eyes and soft white skin. How his lean frame looks as he stands under the running water of a hot shower in the morning. How his light brown hair stands on end in the when he drags himself out of bed, awakened by an obnoxious alarm clock.
I think...I can't wait until the movie is over. Maybe I'll get up and draw a hot bubble bath so it's ready. Not sure I can move, his caressing has put me in such a deep state of relaxation. My mind starts to wander again. The bath will be nice. He will blow bubbles in my face and I will lean back against him so my bottom rests in between his legs. Maybe he will wash my hair and back, or maybe we'll just relax and listen to the soft music in the background. The candle will start to flicker, reminding us that we really should go to bed for we have a full day ahead of us.