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I open my eyes, still half-closed from drowsiness, and see a beautifully sprawled Scarlet on the bed. I smile when I realize that I've never met someone as spacious as she is, I swear I felt my body being pushed at least three times during the night.

And all that's left for me to do is what I spent the night doing: pull her back into my arms. I can't resist and go against her neck inhaling that delicious smell that only she has.

The best smell in the world without a doubt.

I hear her sigh after feeling myself sniffling her neck again and I notice the little hairs there stand on end, but she continues to sleep heavily.

Yesterday she even tried to pretend to be tough, not afraid of those "silly movies" as she called it, but she was so afraid that she only managed to fall asleep when I left the lamp on and she clung tightly to me, looking like a little lazy girl.

It was so good to have my female feeling safe by my side, it strongly stirred my protective instincts, wanting to always