[From hot, smothering air to the familiar draftiness of the bedroom - a chill that's welcome for now, kissing his neck and forehead. Stumbling through the dark still clinging to Ed, he throws a glance over his shoulder, surprised anyway when the backs of his legs bump the bed sooner than he expects. He trips and flops backwards, dragging Ed on top of him - exactly the clumsiness he was hoping to avoid.]
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