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Ian held me close, held me softly. I could hear his breathing, the soft beating of his heart. Slowly I trace circles on his chest, smiling to myself, happy that he was finally mine. It had been about three months since the rains had ended, and we were as happy as could be. Ian stirred slightly, muttering something and holding me closer. I sighed and nuzzled into his chest, falling sound asleep and dreaming of us, of the future we will share.
He is mine and I am his. Forever.