And when she does, she would find herself surrounded by racks of clothes and accessories. All of them plucked out of their respective stores from town.

"You can show me what your style is, or you can keep all of them, of course"

"I thought it might not be your style. .", he muses softly. "Alright, open your eyes"

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He smiles a little when she does as asked, leading her to the deck, before raising his hand to create one of his 'rooms'. The air about them taking a bluish tint as the dome of his control expands beyond his line of sight.

It's about a minute or two before he speaks again. +

to keep up his case of being a strict doctor. "yes, i would. . i'd be chewing off your ear about it every day, making you sick of me. throwing you overboard if you give me any lip about it. . ", the smile on his lips curls higher.

"and for your last present, i need you to close your eyes and step out onto the deck", he smirks softly towards her, holding out a hand for her to take.

"i don't know if you'll like this one, but--", he unwraps another present in his palm, a hair pin. but perhaps it was more his thing than hers.

it's a little on the nose, getting her a lucky cat to bring her wealth and fortune. but he thought it was cute anyway.

of*
thinking of you

his chest was bare except for the ink etched across it, his heart beating steadily louder inside. he could almost feel hers too. her blood pulsing, making her warmer. )

( languid, never in any hurry when he's with her like this. he felt drowsy like he was drugged, and yet so full of life. his fingers and thumb graze against fabric, caressing her nubs, tugging at the thin clothing. )

( gentle lips find her scar then, to shower soft kisses over the mark. +

i like it very much. .

( only speaking in whispers now, he moves his weight to press on top of her, his thigh pushing gently between her legs. law kisses over the swell of her mound, his teeth graze against her smooth skin, trying but not trying too hard to gain purchase )

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insist on pulling him in so sweetly, and he has never denied them. )

( his fingers graze against soft skin till they find the straps, just sliding them down her shoulder. )

is this new. . i haven't seen it before. .

( a firm hand kneads against the underside of her tit while he asks. his gaze is heavy too, fixed on blues that have their own gravity. they +

i like calling you beautiful. . and mine. . that's all. .

( he was smiling, his eyes nearly closed. his heart light and floating higher. every time her lips touched his face, he felt a little warmer. his kisses turn longer and a little more delirious by the second. )

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while his lips press more kisses the soft flesh of exposed breasts, finally resting his head in the crook of her neck. his voice barely a whisper )

my beautiful girl. .

( he's careful not to disturb the cat when he climbs into bed, his arms pressing around her sides and legs slotting into place between hers. law presses a kiss to her cheek, then her lips. soft pecks. )

hmm. .

( he hums without any answer. warm hands rub up over the smooth fabric +