Date: 2013-08-03 07:56 am (UTC)
He swallowed roughly, torn between giving in to his fear and running away, and staying with her so he could have what he really wanted.

In the end, he realised he was thinking entirely too much about himself. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice a little shaky. As he waited for an answer he traced patterns idly on her hip with his hand.
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