A Mug Of Coffee
I was going over report after report, eyes drooping as I scanned each one for clues. "I brought you coffee." He said quietly, setting the steaming mug before me. "Thanks Kylo." I replied with a tired smile, rolling my neck to get the kinks out. As I began to skim yet another report, Kylo's fingers furrowed into the hair at the nape of my neck, playing with the strands as I read. I hummed with pleasure when he ran his strong fingers down my neck, massaging the knots away.
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