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It creeps up on ya, that smile. Gushing here, but it does. Like the sun, peeking out from behind the clouds. Starts slowly, slightest upturn at the corner of his lips. His eyes never leave you, like he’s checking it’s okay to smile. Gets in your face when he thinks you need it, but needs permission to smile. So I push, prod, tease and finally get the full works. Better than the sun. Lights up my day.
Yeah, I admit it. When it comes to my Spacemonkey, I’m a sap. He has a habit of creeping up on you too.
Yeah, I admit it. When it comes to my Spacemonkey, I’m a sap. He has a habit of creeping up on you too.
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I'm timing you from now...I reckon you'll be NC-17-ing your drabbles inside a week. *huge grin*
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Get bored more often please. *eg*