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Behind closed doors
They lay in bed. He was holding her tightly, the feel of her skin against his almost unbearable, almost. He was exhausted after the activities they did a while ago. She would call it "sex", he "making love".
He looked down at her; she was drawing lazy circles across his chest, her cheeks were still flushed and her eyes were unfocused. He knew he was the only one to ever see her like this and he felt a pang in his chest. She didn't love him, or at least she told him so.
But then, why did they end up in bed every time they were alone? His reason was obvious: he loved her. But what did she want? He didn't know and he would not ask her- he didn't want to hear the answer.
He held her closer and wished that this moment could last forever but he knew – it won't take long and she will put on her clothes, collect her things and leave without so much as a "goodbye".
He smiled bitterly and sighed. She looked up at him "What's wrong?" she asked "Nothing". She shot him a look. He sighed again "I love you."
She was silent, like always. Her big brown eyes looked into his bright blue ones. Hew eyes shone with an emotion he could not recognize. It was like he could really see her for the first time.
He had no time to dwell on that, for she pulled him closer and kissed him. As her hand slowly slid down his body he knew that she was just trying to distract him. And it was working. All his thoughts shattered into million pieces and he could only see her, he could only feel her.
He rolled them over so that he was on top. The dark thoughts no longer on his mind as he took the lead and brought them both to the highest highs, only so they could fall down again.
She called it "sex" and he "making love". He didn't know if she loved him or not. But as long as she will be in his arms like this, he will be happy.
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