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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy -
♦: Slow dancing
Tucker leaned against the door frame, watching Charlotte dance to whatever beat she had put on to do the dishes. He could honestly say that he had never seen himself getting so domesticated to the point of fondly watching his finacé with her back turned. A slow song came on and she stopped bopping along. He approached putting his hands on her hips and swaying them in a slow dance. His mouth went gently to her neck.











