[Those fingers are like magic, soothing out the rough and tumble edges of his frayed nerves and bringing him back into center, allowing him to sink into the warmth of the moment and leave whatever doubts may have haunted him behind. She was there, with him, against him, so much closer than she had ever been, so much closer than they had ever been. How could he come so far, come to the pinnacle of decision only to send them both tumbling the other way? Would fate ever allow for another chance, another moment in time to finally end the long nights spent wondering within his own mind of what was right and wrong.
He wasn't nearly good enough for her. He never had been and likely never would be. It was a thought that had taken him from her so many times, that had caused him to step back each time she stepped forward, each time she got too close.
He didn't want to see her get hurt, didn't want to see her suffer the way other's before her had. But in return, all he had caused were for those very things he had tried to avoid to take place.
Fingers flex against the swell of her hips, once, twice, before they're sliding upwards, slipping around her and bringing them impossibly closer. There's a sharp intake of breath, lips parting with the inhale as his nose bumps against hers, the movement teasing and playfully in a way the previous contact hadn't been.
If he was going to do it, he was going to do it entirely. No holding back, no second thoughts.]
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He wasn't nearly good enough for her. He never had been and likely never would be. It was a thought that had taken him from her so many times, that had caused him to step back each time she stepped forward, each time she got too close.
He didn't want to see her get hurt, didn't want to see her suffer the way other's before her had. But in return, all he had caused were for those very things he had tried to avoid to take place.
Fingers flex against the swell of her hips, once, twice, before they're sliding upwards, slipping around her and bringing them impossibly closer. There's a sharp intake of breath, lips parting with the inhale as his nose bumps against hers, the movement teasing and playfully in a way the previous contact hadn't been.
If he was going to do it, he was going to do it entirely. No holding back, no second thoughts.]