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Spanish

She loves it when you speak to her in Spanish, although half of the words you say she doesn't fully understand, but your hot breath on the side of her neck, your lips just an inch away from her impossibly softer skin, your raw accent and your incredibly sexy lowest tone of voice are enough to drive her crazy, make her slowly melt into your arms and leave her breathless even when she is not quite sure what you meant with what you said.

So far now she's learned some basic words and phrases; she has figured out their meanings all by herself without your help. She knows te amo means I love you, princesa means princess, te necesito means I need you, te extraño means I miss you…

Those are the words you constantly repeat to her; you whisper them in her ear every night before she falls asleep wrapped up in your arms. You whisper them to her every morning when you drop kisses all over her face to wake her up. Truth be told, you whisper them to her every time you get the chance, because there is nothing that fulfils you more than make her feel as loved and adored as she truly is.

She loves it when you speak to her in Spanish, and sometimes she asks you to when you rock her to sleep after a difficult day at work. Most of what you say, she has no idea what it means and has trouble figuring it out, because in moments like these all she cares about is closing her eyes in order to forget about everything concerned to the world that surrounds her, breathing you in and letting your verbal displays of affection wash over her, warm her to the very core and make her feel better almost automatically. The meaning behind the words you are saying doesn't really matter to her, at least not under those circumstances: all that matters is the way those words are said, the way you say them, with such a powerful deepness you make both her body and soul quiver. You make her feel special, as if she was the only important thing on the face of this Earth (to you, she is). You make her feel as if everything is going to work itself out and fall into the right place at the end.

She loves it when you speak to her in Spanish, and the truth is that you love the effect this little skill of yours seems to have on her. You love knowing that it makes her get weak on the knees, your male ego is sent to the top of the roof when you notice that the sound of your voice fastens the beat of her heart and causes her to close her eyes in pleasure. You love taking in the little details that give away what you do to her when you wrap your arms around her waist, pull her closer and before crashing his mouth to hers say Te amo, princesa: her pulse speeds up, a sweet smile appears on her lips and crosses her face from ear to ear and she kisses you back with a possessiveness that doesn't leave any room to any type of doubts: she never wants to let you go.

Today, today has not been different to the rest of the day of your lives: you woke up, made love, had breakfast, when to work, dealt with all CTU is made of, went back home, you cooked dinner while she took a shower, watched some TV cuddled up on the couch and then went straight to bed.

And there is where you are right now, about to drift off to sleep after a normal but long and tiring day. She is dozing off as well, her head resting on your chest and the fingers of her right hand entwined with the fingers of your left hand. Her even breaths are soothing, and with your eyes closed you remain there listening to them, trying to match them with your own.

Just before Morpheus takes you in his arms and assuming she has already fallen asleep, you lower your head so your mouth is right next to her ear and murmur:

"Good night, baby, te amo"

To your surprise, she sighs and with a not perfect but to your ears immensely beautiful accent that tries to sound like yours murmurs back:

"Te amo"

You fall asleep with the biggest smile on your face, and the last thought that wanders your mind before it shouts down is that you definitely are going to teach her some more Spanish tomorrow, because the sound of it in her lips just makes it an even more beautiful language.