Moon's eyes flutter open, her cheeks flushed, and she looks at him. She gazes at those eyes while she tries to catch her breath, and then smiles at him. Moon rolls lazily to her side, one hand pressed to his chest and the other one touching his face.
"I like your eyes like that," she whispers, leaning in to brush a kiss to his lips.
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"I like your eyes like that," she whispers, leaning in to brush a kiss to his lips.