He can't hide from her like this. There's awe on his face, and something like adoration, vulnerable and real. His hands relax slowly (and she's definitely going to have bruises in the morning), falling to her thighs, his fingers warm and trembling.
This might be the single most intimate moment of his life. Not just physically, but emotionally--he's holding nothing back, and neither is she, and they're looking straight at one another.
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Date: 2017-02-27 03:57 am (UTC)This might be the single most intimate moment of his life. Not just physically, but emotionally--he's holding nothing back, and neither is she, and they're looking straight at one another.