#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 70
He was drunk but she was kind.
What had possessed him? He had no head for wine.
She was such a little thing, so it couldn't have been easy, but she steered him to the bed and got him horizontal. She slipped off his boots and tucked the covers around his shoulders.
"Do I get a goodnight kiss?" He muttered. His last sensation before the darkness took him was of her warm lips on his forehead. "'s not quite what I had in mind...zzzzzzz..."
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