[She beams up at him, elated as he comes –– the hot spurt on her belly, the look on his face, the sounds pulled out of him. Her chest heaves, the whole of her sparkling. She eases up her grip on him, just enough to let him loose if he wants to be, and she scoots over a bit on the couch. It may be small, but they'll make do. She reaches towards him with both hands. C'mere, Texas.]
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