6″He is carrying you on his broad and safe back, careful not to hurt your sprained ankle. His scent is mixed with the woody and earthy smell of the forest and the warmth of his body seems to envelope you. I won't let you fall. You can feel his rhytmic breathing, while he keeps walking. But if you need, you can grab me harder or you can lean closer... A blush creeps up on his cheeks.
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