candle light.

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The candles flicker warm light across the room as the only source of light in the house. The clouds are grey and heavy with rain outside. We tumble in through the door, soaking wet from the outside dreariness. We laugh and giggle as we head to the shower, steamy water running down the both of our shoulders as you hold me close, doing nothing except savouring our innocent closeness. I'm very sleepy afterwards, feeling calm and relaxed from the long shower. You dress me in the cotton pyjama set that matches your own before we both head to bed.

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