something i wrote in class that works in any story
He had never touched her this way before, but somehow, she was so familiar. Under the layers that separated them, he could feel oddly familiar curvature. His hands immediately knew they were travelling as if they had spent years mapping her hips. They had a mind of their own, running down her body and reading her hazed eyes like braille. She was the only book she had given him that he would read again and again.
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FanfictionHELP ME PLEASE I CAN'T FIT THESE. these are drafts that are in the works. if you stumble upon these, leave suggestions and things as you please - help is accepted always! I'M BEGGING YOU.
