[ One hand lifts gently, stroking along the shape of her jaw, the curve of her face, his fingers sliding up to curl through her hair as he draws her in for a long, slow kiss. There's more tenderness to it than there would be with anyone else - than there has been with anyone else - and he nips at her mouth gently, humming as he sinks into the bath. ]
And I love you. Are you going to sit there staring at me, or do something, darling?
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[ One hand lifts gently, stroking along the shape of her jaw, the curve of her face, his fingers sliding up to curl through her hair as he draws her in for a long, slow kiss. There's more tenderness to it than there would be with anyone else - than there has been with anyone else - and he nips at her mouth gently, humming as he sinks into the bath. ]
And I love you. Are you going to sit there staring at me, or do something, darling?