[she's in the same boat. it feels like cheating, almost, to have him over, to have him close without the active threat of an apocalypse breathing down their throats, but what could be done about it?
nancy lingers there a bit, soothed by the feeling of his arms, before she finally takes a bracing breath and gently bites his neck.]
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nancy lingers there a bit, soothed by the feeling of his arms, before she finally takes a bracing breath and gently bites his neck.]