[ It hasn't changed, for her, at least, in the days since that first night. He leans ever so slightly into her touch, and she responds by running the pad of her thumb along the cord of muscle in his neck, where he's so often tense. Her fingers curved warm and gentle, the tips of them slipping into the soft hair at the nape of his neck.
She told him. He knows. Whatever he does with that knowledge is up to him. ]
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[ It hasn't changed, for her, at least, in the days since that first night. He leans ever so slightly into her touch, and she responds by running the pad of her thumb along the cord of muscle in his neck, where he's so often tense. Her fingers curved warm and gentle, the tips of them slipping into the soft hair at the nape of his neck.
She told him. He knows. Whatever he does with that knowledge is up to him. ]