[She lets out a little hum, equal parts pain & pleasure as the oil burns her lips. The domesticity is both strange and wholly unremarkable; unexpected, but too comfortable for comment. (Or maybe it's more accurate to say that she doesn't want to look too closely at it, in case it breaks.)
She leans into him, tangling her fingers in his hair so she can pull him closer.]
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She leans into him, tangling her fingers in his hair so she can pull him closer.]