Gulligt enligt Malin

He was overwhelmed by the closeness, the tenderness that she had exhibited, and he felt a deeper satisfaction that the blood could never give him.
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She ran her hand over his body, feeling each goose-bump respond and the smoothness of his skin. His body shivered but he remained staring. She laughed gently at the astonished look on his face. His eyes held no threat, only the realization of some greater pleasure.

"Hey... you alright?" she asked, concerned when the color did not return to his face.
"Oh yes, I'm fine", he said slowly; then with great reverence, "thank you for doing this with me."
Her face opened into a wide grin. "Oh.... ha... ha, you're so cute.... I just love you."
She wrapped her arms around him tightly, feeling great affection for him and his impulsive, innnocent remark. Martin's face registered his reaction to the hundreds of emotions that were filtering through his brain. Finally, he deciphered their code.
"I love you, too." he said, his voice muffled as she pulled him down onto her chest.
But her eyes belied the moment as a wave of fear crossed them. "What have I created," she worried, the smile wiped off her face.