Jan. 2nd, 2017

ersatzach: (sideways)
Chris made me lunch... tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwhiches. And now we're cuddling. I am feeling a tiny bit better but still like shit... and despite me pressing him for a little sexual healing... I am not 100% sure I could actually muster the strength...

He snuggles up with me. "Cuddle time...no sexytime."

"Cuddle time..." I agree, closing my eyes.

"Sleep, sweetheart," I whisper. "You need your rest.

"You nap too, ok?" I murmur.

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