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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark kissed Kiora back in the moment when she gently pushed her lips up against his. "Morning," he mumbled in response with a smile of his own, letting his hand continue to glide through her hair and along the bare skin of her back.
 
Kiora shivered lightly as he ran his hand over his back. "That feels good." She said to him, looking at Mark.
 
"Just hearing you say that is going to excite me again," Mark mumbled as he did his best to hide his face from view and slid his palm over Kiora's back again. His cheeks had gone slightly red.
 
A soft hum sounded in Mark's throat, closing his eyes as he continued with the gesture at a slow pace. "I'm assuming that this is how you're going to want me to massage you every morning, now."
 
"It's fine," Mark said with a smile of his own, gazing into Kiora's red eyes while he continued to rub her back. "I can do this every morning if you want me to."
 
Mark's smile stretched a bit wider at Kiora's claim. "Just admit it already," he whispered. "You want me to do this. Every morning when we wake up beside each other, you want to feel me doing this."
 
Mark went back to having a warm smile, giving Kiora a soft kiss on her lips. "Your wish is my command, milady," he told her in an almost teasing manner.
 
Mark let out a chuckle. He hadn't stopped rubbing his hand along Kiora's back as he lay there with her. "Anything that you want to do today?" he asked after a moment of blissful silence.
 
Mark raised an eyebrow at Kiora's answer, smiling and chuckling. "I see that you've gotten shy again," he noted. "I really make your heart race, don't I?" He then laughed a bit at his own question.
 
Mark bit back a moan as Kiora nibbled on her earlobe, although the presence of the sound still managed to make itself known in his throat.
 
Mark smiled back at Kiora, gazing warmly into the eyes of his lover. "I love you too," he murmured, leaning in to gently press his lips against hers.
 
Mark felt so full of bliss as he kissed Kiora tenderly, allowing his fingers to weave themselves through her long hair once more.
 
Mark smiled against Kiora's lips and chuckled into the kiss. No matter where his hands would start out at, her hands would always find their way to his hair first.
 

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