She pushed her hand under the tie as it was pulled away and brushed the button of his shirt open so she could push her hand against the skin of his chest, fingers tracing scars, palm smoothing them over. She kissed him, over and over, because she finally could.
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Date: 2010-02-21 05:11 am (UTC)She pushed her hand under the tie as it was pulled away and brushed the button of his shirt open so she could push her hand against the skin of his chest, fingers tracing scars, palm smoothing them over. She kissed him, over and over, because she finally could.