[ They’re both doing an abysmal job at keeping in check. He knows it, Siffrin knows it. But it doesn’t seem like they particularly care either, not with the way they practically trap him against the wall, closing in around him and becoming more demanding by the second.
What is he to do, other than respond to that demand? What can he do, other than angle himself just enough to deepen their kiss and provide exactly what it is they’re looking for? He shouldn’t breathe in the silent words left against his lips like he is right this moment, but he can’t help himself. All he can do is drink in the words and thoughts that had been left unsaid for nearly two weeks.
It’s how his hands find their way to his hips, too, gripping tight. They’ll need to stop soon. But. Just a little longer. ]
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What is he to do, other than respond to that demand? What can he do, other than angle himself just enough to deepen their kiss and provide exactly what it is they’re looking for? He shouldn’t breathe in the silent words left against his lips like he is right this moment, but he can’t help himself. All he can do is drink in the words and thoughts that had been left unsaid for nearly two weeks.
It’s how his hands find their way to his hips, too, gripping tight. They’ll need to stop soon. But. Just a little longer. ]