**LXVIII: Liam**
Liam smiled down at Blake, stroking her blue hair as she cuddled up against him. She wasn’t sleeping, instead seeming content to just lie here with him as he held her. That he was still inside her, if flagging a bit, might have had something to do with it. Liam was used to pulling out to go clean himself off after sex, but Blake had clung to him, growling a bit when he’d tried to do so without even thinking about it. He was fine with it, especially the little gasps and moans that slipped from her lips when his cock twitched inside her. The way she twitched in his arms, nails digging into his chest and shoulders a bit didn’t hurt either.
He brushed his lips against Blake’s forehead, letting the kiss linger for a moment before returning to running his fingers through her hair. He didn’t know why he did that. It just felt right.
*At least I know she likes it.*
Goosebumps had broken out on her arms, and Liam thought he’d felt her shiver like she had a few times earlier when he’d been kissing her neck.