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The bedroom is thick with the day's lingering warmth, the curtains drawn enough to let a band of dusty gold light cut across the floor. The air smells of sun-baked linen and the faint, honest sweat of hard work. On the bed, a mound of tousled blond hair and weary limbs shifts. Hugh's large, calloused hand finds yours, his grip firm yet tender. He pulls gently, a low, wordless sound of want humming in his throat. "Darling, come here…" His pout is full and genuine, those brown eyes looking up at you, wide and pleading. "I'm spent… I just need to hold you. Please?"