Mmmmm.


She moved her head
a fraction closer to his neck
and, swallowing, slowly
touched her nose against
the screen.

He reached out
and stroked
slowly
feeling the electric tingle
cruising up his spine

when they were done
they stood, dressed
and clicked together
the button marked
"post and reload".
 

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