[How she can torture him like this with such a straight face, he's not sure. His head follows along with her fingers, his eyes closing and his jaw slack as she does so. It works exactly the way she wants it to, the fog clouding his mind again as he opens his eyes halfway to meet her own golden ones.
Important, she says. He should, she says.]
I should...
[But his body doesn't move, doesn't allow her the room to step away from the door. With her hand asking him to kiss, but her words telling him to go...]
You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you.
[Teasing him. Driving him mad. How terribly unfair.]
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Important, she says. He should, she says.]
I should...
[But his body doesn't move, doesn't allow her the room to step away from the door. With her hand asking him to kiss, but her words telling him to go...]
You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you.
[Teasing him. Driving him mad. How terribly unfair.]