delectabledeviants: I come home late to find you sleeping. That beautiful still. The spill of your hair, falling in waves of delicious chocolate like a waterfall beyond the bed.The rise and fall affect that your breathing has on your shoulder blades.

delectabledeviants: I come home late to find you sleeping. That beautiful still. The spill of your hair, falling in waves of delicious chocolate like a waterfall beyond the bed.The rise and fall affect that your breathing has on your shoulder blades.

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