that action really locks them into this, doesn't it. it would be stupid and even more embarrassing to rip off the ribbon and run away while he stands here, eyes closed, wouldn't it.
the reason she had him do this was for her own security. so she didn't have to sit in anxiety and could at least somewhat do this on her own terms. she leans in, too, but— ]
You... can start the next one, to make it fair.
[ —that, quietly, as she reaches up to put a hand on his cheek. this is to anchor her; she feels she'd completely miss if there wasn't some tactile element tying her very, very fragile existence to this.
another beat of hesitation. another tiny breath. this does not calm her.
so she bridges the rest of the gap, and presses her lips to his, light as a feather. ]
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that action really locks them into this, doesn't it. it would be stupid and even more embarrassing to rip off the ribbon and run away while he stands here, eyes closed, wouldn't it.
the reason she had him do this was for her own security. so she didn't have to sit in anxiety and could at least somewhat do this on her own terms. she leans in, too, but— ]
You... can start the next one, to make it fair.
[ —that, quietly, as she reaches up to put a hand on his cheek. this is to anchor her; she feels she'd completely miss if there wasn't some tactile element tying her very, very fragile existence to this.
another beat of hesitation. another tiny breath. this does not calm her.
so she bridges the rest of the gap, and presses her lips to his, light as a feather. ]