[There's something inside of her that gets a thrill every time he calls her baby girl. Her lips are still parted from his kiss, but they're doing little more than sharing the same breath as her eyes look up to him with adoration.]
You're perfect.
[She fiercely resumes kissing him, moaning into his mouth as she enjoys the contact. He's so addictive she could shove him back and enjoy him again. The fact she's naked and doing all of this isn't lost on her. Her hand takes hold of his, and guides his touch down between her thighs so he can feel how wet she is just from this. His praise and kissing alone is enough to get to her. In another life, she might've been embarrassed. Now it just feels like a declaration of love to let him know how responsive her body is to him.]
And you made me perfect for you.
[Not actually perfect, the way everyone else saw her. He remade her into someone perfect for him in every way, and it's because of that she pulls away and focuses on trying to split the earth and create a moat for their new home. She wants it to be perfect for him, and uses both hands to create a large moat that fills with blood and gore from the ground itself.
And when she finishes, she's beyond drained. She stumbles forward and leans up against him, letting his arms keep her on her feet. Maybe she could have waited for him to help her. But she was filled with the urgency to do it by herself so he could see just how perfect and strong she is.]
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You're perfect.
[She fiercely resumes kissing him, moaning into his mouth as she enjoys the contact. He's so addictive she could shove him back and enjoy him again. The fact she's naked and doing all of this isn't lost on her. Her hand takes hold of his, and guides his touch down between her thighs so he can feel how wet she is just from this. His praise and kissing alone is enough to get to her. In another life, she might've been embarrassed. Now it just feels like a declaration of love to let him know how responsive her body is to him.]
And you made me perfect for you.
[Not actually perfect, the way everyone else saw her. He remade her into someone perfect for him in every way, and it's because of that she pulls away and focuses on trying to split the earth and create a moat for their new home. She wants it to be perfect for him, and uses both hands to create a large moat that fills with blood and gore from the ground itself.
And when she finishes, she's beyond drained. She stumbles forward and leans up against him, letting his arms keep her on her feet. Maybe she could have waited for him to help her. But she was filled with the urgency to do it by herself so he could see just how perfect and strong she is.]