[ For someone who is usually so quiet, the light hum of a purr at her nails running along his scalp is a surprise to himself, but it's a good, comforting feeling. The tingling sensation makes his hair stand on end. If he didn't want to move before, he simply won't now.
That is, until she stills. Blearily Sam lifts his head up to look at her and notices the expression. It's not long before his mirrors hers. ]
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That is, until she stills. Blearily Sam lifts his head up to look at her and notices the expression. It's not long before his mirrors hers. ]
What's wrong?