[She asks that, and his eyes widen slightly, never leaving hers. He isn't sure that she knows why he stopped, that the creativity, as amazing as it's been, is not what he actually wants right now.]
... No. [The word tumbles out on a sigh, restraint worth nothing at all at the present moment. He wants her close to him and trying to think about it, to plan his way through this is doing him no favours.] No, I'm not sure. I don't believe I've ever been less sure of anything.
[A heartbeat later, he's kissing her again. His fingers find their place back in her hair, back to tripping lightly up her thigh, easily returning to the motions he so reluctantly interrupted.
Forget the hesitation. There's only one thing that he wants right now.]
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Date: 2018-01-29 12:21 am (UTC)... No. [The word tumbles out on a sigh, restraint worth nothing at all at the present moment. He wants her close to him and trying to think about it, to plan his way through this is doing him no favours.] No, I'm not sure. I don't believe I've ever been less sure of anything.
[A heartbeat later, he's kissing her again. His fingers find their place back in her hair, back to tripping lightly up her thigh, easily returning to the motions he so reluctantly interrupted.
Forget the hesitation. There's only one thing that he wants right now.]