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Warm (a drabble)
Ahhhhh. Warmth. So nice after so long.
So many years I suffered. I was so lonely. Surrounded by others
of my kind,
yes, but that is not enough. So many years I was kept from the
warmth of
humans. From their bodies. How I missed their touch, their
heat, their necks.
And then, he came, all sad dark eyes, and I knew he would take me home.
Nestled as I am between her breasts, I am warm. And happy.
This is where I belong. On a woman. Not in a museum.
"It's gorgeous. Look how it brings out my breasts!"
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Another in the IO (Inanimate Object) series...Fic from the POV of an
inanimate
object.
I like Cordy's new necklace. =]
-Steph