[He stills, and she stills, her breath catching, and she presses her nose against his shoulder. He's heavy and he knows it, but he's so good - he never stays too long against her, getting off her the moment that he is done, so that she doesn't have to hold his weight.
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She turns to press her body against him.]
I love you.
[It's simple.
She doesn't need anything complicated.]