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Ed wakes first. He’s about to tuck the sheets down so Stede won't get cold while he's fetching breakfast when he sees it.
A tiny cluster of freckles, just above the crease of Stede's thigh. And, oh.
He can't stop himself from reaching out. Little wisps of hair stand on end as his finger traces a featherlight path between the dots.
It's enough to attract Stede's attention. “What’re you doing back there?” he mumbles, voice endearingly groggy from sleep.
Ed's casual chuckle masks the fluttery ache in his chest. “Babe, did you know you've got a heart on your ass?”