She's torn. She didn't mean to lead them to this in particular, but she wasn't completely clueless, was she? She knew the direction she was headed in. She knew the hunch she had.
"You can touch," she stalls, releasing his hands back to whatever he wants to do with them, anyway. Tipping her hips forward anyway, seating them more closely together.
"I'm just me. Same as you," is what she ends up repeating, because that, too, is true.
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Date: 2024-12-10 04:15 am (UTC)"You can touch," she stalls, releasing his hands back to whatever he wants to do with them, anyway. Tipping her hips forward anyway, seating them more closely together.
"I'm just me. Same as you," is what she ends up repeating, because that, too, is true.