no, not anal.
in bed, upon waking up to the early morning sun shining through the window...i took my flimsy blanket and pulled it over both of our heads. as we were illuminated by the blanket-filtered sunrays, face to face we kissed, caressed, and smiled in the refuge of pseudo privacy underneath the thin veil of fabric. it was romantic in a cinematic sense. something that probably wont work again, but will forever be a little spark of happiness to reflect on for the rest of my life as one of the good moments.
end scene.
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