[If they weren't in the water, his wings would be coming out to enfold her along with his arms. Wet feathers, however, were unpleasant enough that his inner self kept that from happening.]
[At this rate, they really would start to prune, but she isn't too bothered. Right now she's just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his arms around her, wings or no wings.]
[He would, eventually, move to get the body wash, but he'd also take his time cleaning her. And drying her. And carrying her back out to the bed to make love to her again. And again. And again until the sun peeked through the gaps in the curtains to paint the floor and they finally fell asleep in an entangled, exhausted mess of limbs.]
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[If they weren't in the water, his wings would be coming out to enfold her along with his arms. Wet feathers, however, were unpleasant enough that his inner self kept that from happening.]
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[At this rate, they really would start to prune, but she isn't too bothered. Right now she's just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his arms around her, wings or no wings.]
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