Michael
I ease the bedroom door open, look inside.
They’re there, lying together on the bed. Normally she would be curled into the crook of his arm, but this time, he’s lying across her, head pillowed on her breasts, stroking her belly.
“I still can’t believe you did this for me. That you chose to do this.”
“You did everything for me, Master, up to and including saving my life. I wanted to give something back.”
“Oh, you did. Something precious. Something very precious.” He falls silent, still stroking.
Beautiful…
As quietly as I can, I back out and close the door again.
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