[ The last thing she wants is him to let go, as she swallows down on her own - press forward, march, screaming herself hoarse on battlements as she issues orders and - breath Lakshmi, not everything had to be a battlefield.
Because yes, tension, that sits in her shoulders and stiff in her back that she keeps if only to hold in the shiver, to keep herself still and not - taking the path of water against him, slipping over and around him, to run over every part of him that she could. Turns her face away, slow - and did not do to be falling over herself. Wetting her lips, a scrap of her teeth against her lower lips and she shakes her head. Of course he would be the only one to take that statement and think it had to be fixed. If it did, it was not in the way that cautious little frown of his was suggesting. ]
It would not matter if you touched my hands, my ankles or my back, it still would be first in my thoughts. [ Another little bite, a thought she doesn't share. anywhere she wanted him to put his hands would not have been fit for company. ]
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Because yes, tension, that sits in her shoulders and stiff in her back that she keeps if only to hold in the shiver, to keep herself still and not - taking the path of water against him, slipping over and around him, to run over every part of him that she could. Turns her face away, slow - and did not do to be falling over herself. Wetting her lips, a scrap of her teeth against her lower lips and she shakes her head. Of course he would be the only one to take that statement and think it had to be fixed. If it did, it was not in the way that cautious little frown of his was suggesting. ]
It would not matter if you touched my hands, my ankles or my back, it still would be first in my thoughts. [ Another little bite, a thought she doesn't share. anywhere she wanted him to put his hands would not have been fit for company. ]