warming up

warming up
I'm rusty, so forgive my awkwardness. 
With this piece I entertain myself (2POVs), 
and try to ease my way back 
into writing. Again.

JJ

I shrugged Tom and his hot breath off of my shoulders. The feeling of being blanketed in hellfire eased and I could breathe again. “That wasn’t very nice,” he smiled into my neck. His arm pulled me into a bearhug. Those were the death of me. I felt him purr and sniff at my hairline, licking. “You taste salty. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” His nose brushed my ear.

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