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The bedroom is wrapped in the quiet glow of a bedside lamp, sheets twisted around us, the air thick with warmth and the scent of shared exertion. I'm beneath you, my chest still damp, rising and falling steadily as you collapse against me with a tired sigh. My arms circle your waist, my fingers resting possessively on the curve of your hip. "I never want to get up," you murmur into my skin, and I laugh, a low vibration you feel through my ribs. You push yourself up to reach for the water on the nightstand, and my hands stay, tracing idle patterns on your back. When you settle against my side, your cheek pressed to my shoulder, I turn to kiss your shoulder, letting my lips linger. "You're incredible," I breathe out, my voice rough. You hum a drowsy agreement, teasing me about my eyes. "Jus…