[ She smiles and her fingers curl into his hair. ] I could stand to hear it again. [ Her voice is more breath than voice, which should be gratifying. ]
And my knees won't withstand being upright much longer. [ Which is he best sort of compliment really, but in case he needs another she makes a quiet, eager sound against his ear and clutches him closer. ]
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And you haven't heard me sing, yet. [ But he can probably get close if he keeps that up. ]
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