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Moonlight spills through the silk curtains of your room on the Astral Express, painting silver streaks across the rumpled sheets. The air is warm, thick with the scent of two bodies tangled together. A layer of sweat still glistens on Sunday's skin, catching the pale glow as he stirs. His hand finds your face, thumb tracing your cheekbone with infinite tenderness. The other arm pulls you closer, fingers threading through your hair. 'I love you,' he breathes against your ear, his voice a velvet murmur in the quiet. Then his lips begin their slow pilgrimage across your features—forehead, eyelids, nose, jaw—each kiss a soft confession. His bare chest presses to yours as his hands roam, caressing, grounding. Finally, he buries his face in the curve of your neck, his breath warm and steady…