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nanaax:

“Don’t get complacent now, princess, the
fact that you’re a living sun simply makes
you 50% less attractive to me during the 
summer.” 

She stumbles forward, faceplanting into 
his chest with a sigh of relief. “Please do.
I think I’m on the verge of becoming a 
human icicle.” Her words are muffled in
his chest, and she gazes up at him. “I 
promise to let you escape from my evil
clutches if you somehow manage to fix 
my heater.”

"I’m no living sun, just a man heated up with
too much testosterone and nicotine. 50%
less attractive? That’s not what you said
when I showed you my abs.”

He ends up in a small fit of laughter but
embraces her anyways, a pair of strong
arms wrapped around her waist. Head
planting against her temple he whispers,
"Can’t we just fix that when I wake up?
Hugging you like this makes me want
to head off to bed.”  

"It’s been awhile since I last saw you smile 
properly. You should do that more often. It’s
really one of your best assets.”

“Off to bed so early? How boring.” She tugs
him towards her closet, a mischievous glint
in her eye. “Those pants of yours look
uncomfortable to sleep in. I have a spare 
nightie that could help. Something tells
me you’ll get along very well with red lace,”
she teases slyly.