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[52] The Search For The Missing Wallet

Markus was happily sipping his hot chocolate while I was nestled comfortably on his lap in the kitchen.

Ever since we first slept together in his room, I took note that he was a cuddler. And I guess I got confirmation of that when he helped me clean myself up, dressed me, and carried me all the way to the kitchen. My feet didn’t even touch the floor yet. Not that I would argue, he managed to pile me hard enough that I felt my thighs shake.

Once we got here, he grabbed the mugs and placed them in front of us. He sat on one of the chairs and when I was about to stand up and grab a chair of my own, he wrapped one of his arms around my waist in a vice-like grip and that was that. I grabbed the mug and leaned my head on his chest, while he sipped hot chocolate looking a bit dazed.

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