[ It's the first time she's called him "hon". It's far from the most endearing pet name she's called him, and yet Eddie finds himself melting at the sound of it. He thinks she could probably call him anything, and with the sweet intonation she has, it would wreak equal havoc upon him.
It's impossible to know just how much time passes as they hold each other, trading sweet, almost innocent kisses. They take their time together, Eddie focusing particularly on her hair, twisting strands of it around his fingers, creating curls and watching the way her hair bounces into ringlets. She is so, impossibly, perfect, in every form. ]
Hey... [ His voice is a low whisper, intended only for her, despite the fact that they are completely alone. It's just the two of them, and it feels like something that could stretch into eternity. ] I want to make love to you.
[ Eddie's face is flushed, the words seeming almost silly. They've had sex an innumerable amount of times, and all of those times had been heavy with love. But something rises up with him, a need to take her, to have every inch of her. For both of them to be exquisitely connected. ]
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It's impossible to know just how much time passes as they hold each other, trading sweet, almost innocent kisses. They take their time together, Eddie focusing particularly on her hair, twisting strands of it around his fingers, creating curls and watching the way her hair bounces into ringlets. She is so, impossibly, perfect, in every form. ]
Hey... [ His voice is a low whisper, intended only for her, despite the fact that they are completely alone. It's just the two of them, and it feels like something that could stretch into eternity. ] I want to make love to you.
[ Eddie's face is flushed, the words seeming almost silly. They've had sex an innumerable amount of times, and all of those times had been heavy with love. But something rises up with him, a need to take her, to have every inch of her. For both of them to be exquisitely connected. ]