“Anon...come over here, won’t you?”

Magni Dezmond beckons you over with a single crook of his finger, only his face and arm visible from behind the dark blanket wrapped around him. You walk over to him with uncertainty in your eyes, but those concerns are quieted when he reaches out to take your hand.

You’re slowly pulled into the bed, his fingers intertwining with yours as he eases you down into the sheets. His free hand wraps around your waist, pulling you against him while trailing slender fingers down your back. When you’re just close enough to feel his breath against yours, he flashes a cheeky smirk before slowly rolling over, dragging your arm so that you’re the one snuggling him.

He isn’t wearing a shirt, you think to yourself as you pull him against your front. His skin is slightly sweaty against yours, and as you press your nose into his hair, the thick smell of spice and smoke greets you. He hums a bit as he feels your heart beating against his back, tilting his head to the side just so he can brush his lips against your jaw.

“Goodnight, Anon. Don’t leave my side tonight, okay?”

You hadn’t planned on it.

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Pub: 06 Jul 2023 04:23 UTC

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