lavender is sure that living is worse (

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Lavender threw her jumper aside, so that she could go back to kissing him. Her scars had faded a little overtime, but they were still there marking her body across her collar bone, her shoulder, and down her right side. And they were still just as sensitive to touch as they had been before. Although maybe that had to do with the fact she was being touched at all.

It had been a long time, but he knew that now. She moved to give him more access, reaching so that she could place little kisses to his jaw. It might have been a while, but she remembered how to do this and could take the cues from him on where to go if she stumbled along the way.

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