BSD Tetcho Suehiro
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“Good morning, darling.”
Tetcho loved you. You were his, no one else’s. He kissed your nape, then your shoulder. He spooned you from behind, a soft sigh escaping your lips in content. He cradled your slender hand in his, lifting it to his lips and planting a kiss to your knuckles, then each finger.
The early sunlight bled through the window, its gentle glow warm and inviting.
“You’re so warm, god, i love you.” he mumbled into your skin, squeezing you closer.