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“you’re trying to kill me, woman,” sonny groaned as he padded back into the living room shirtless, finally hanging up the phone with your favorite Thai food place.

you gave him a coy smile and took a sip from the wine you hadn’t bothered pouring into a proper wine glass. “what do you mean?” you asked, letting the glass rest against your lips for a moment.

“you know what I mean,” sonny scolded lightly even as he threw himself on his stomach next to you on the couch. he kissed your bare knee, pushing fabric out of his way to place the next one a bit higher. “you know how I feel about you in my clothes. especially my button ups.”

“just want to keep you inspired,” you teased. you leaned over to drop your glass on the coffee table in front of you so that you could bury your hands in sonny’s hair. you hunched over a little to press a kiss to his lips and he nipped at your bottom lip before licking along it.

“wanna see if we can go another round before the delivery arrives?” sonny husked and you giggled and kissed him in response.

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