Aural Appreciation

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Here’s my (delayed) second piece for CS Cocktober – slightly longer and uh probably smuttier? Have mercy on me smut experts, I did what I could.

Content warning: very mild BDSM references but nothing too far along that spectrum.

Rated: M/E

Words: 1811

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Emma woke up flat on her stomach, face becoming one with her
pillow and her fiancé’s arm slung around her waist. Not an uncommon occurrence
(though the fiancé part still brought a flush of happiness to her cheeks with
its newness), but one that made her lips curl into a particular grin this
morning.

Last night they had dragged themselves to bed, unsteady on
their feet with exhaustion. It was as a tiring few weeks (months? years?) and
the quiet moments they both craved were few and far between. The final thought
that had flit into her mind just before she passed out was that the following
day was just theirs. No family engagements, no urgent evil to attend to. More than
that she had explicitly said no one should contact them unless it was an
absolute emergency.

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