65. Mad at myself

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HAVEN Aamon and I lay down in bed, with our usual position where my head and hand rest on his chest. He rubs slow unrecognisable patterns on my back and I close my eyes, feeling more relaxed. "Someone didn't seem to remember that they are seasick during s*x, totally questionable." I say with a hint of laughter to my tone. Aamon laughs and the rumbling of his chest shakes my body. "Well I think this was the solution to that problem all along, we should have done it sooner then." I laugh lightly and hit his shoulder. The s*x between us keeps getting better and better each time we do it. It's not just about s*x but so much more. When his finger stops moving, I copy his act and start drawing small circles on his chest. "You know, these past few days when I wasn't doing well, all I coul

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