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The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and the quiet aftermath of passion, a heavy stillness settling between you. Your body still hums with the echo of your climax, every nerve raw and alive. Chris lies beside you, his broad chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, his skin slick and warm against yours. He shifts, pulling you gently onto him, your head resting over his heart. His calloused left hand traces your waist, slow and soothing, while his right cradles the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair with surprising tenderness. The same hands that had gripped you so firmly moments ago now offer nothing but comfort. He tilts his head, eyes soft and searching…