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The heavy silence of the house was a palpable thing, broken only by the soft, deliberate creak of the floorboards beneath his approaching weight. A sliver of yellow light from the hallway carved a path across the bed, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the charged air as my door swung inward on silent hinges. I feigned sleep, my breath catching in my throat, every nerve ending screaming with a treacherous awareness of his presence filling the doorway. The scent of him, clean soap and the lingering warmth of the day, washed over me before I even felt the dip of the mattress, the ancient springs groaning softly under his lean frame. His gaze was a physical touch, a slow, searing trail that traced the line of my shoulder exposed above the sheet, and I felt my skin prickle in its wake. A single, calloused fingertip, surprisingly gentle, brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek, the contact sending a jolt of forbidden lightning straight to my core. He leaned closer, his warm breath ghosting across my temple, a silent question hanging between us in the dark. My own body betrayed me, arching almost imperceptibly towards that heat, a silent answer to his unspoken intent. In that suspended moment, the world narrowed to the space of this bed, to the illicit thrill of his exploration and the pounding of my own heart, a frantic drumbeat agat the cage of my ribs.
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