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He nods, and his expression is so very serious "What is your word, then?"

My heart flutters with hope "You don't have to do this if you don't want to, Dagesh—"

"If I do not do this," , I want et a word, too? In case it is too much for me?"

My heart feels like it's cracking inhim "You can absolutely have a word, babe I think that's a wonderful idea"

He kisses ood at this"

"We can try That's all I ask" I pressis more than I ever hoped for"

Big hands roam over esh asks in a soft, serious voice that sends shivers up in"

I think for aht that we're about to actually give this a try His hand is inNot a yank, but a nice, hard tug to let me know he's the boss A word A safe word In the past, my as “bicycle,” but he won't knohat that is, and it's i around hi up in bed How about 'Earth'?"

Dagesh nods solemnly "I will remember"

"What's your word, then?"

He considers "Mine is 'Pashov'"

I giggle in surprise "What?"

He shrugs, and a hint of a smile curves his beautiful mouth "I do not wish to think of him when I am in the furs with you"

I giggle even harder, because, well, there's no reason a safe word can't be someone else's nah, and I keep laughing Maybe it's the tension of the day, but when Dagesh pulls me into his ar, and snuggle close In this moment in time, I'm intensely, utterly happy

Dagesh's big hand slides into ht

I suck in a breath

"Hoe begin?" he asks, voice soft, and my head is pinned in place