He follows the line of her jaw back until he can brush his lips against her ear, wanting to chase away some of that tension he'd felt creep back in, the doubt she has about what she's doing, about what they're doing. Maybe she should be doubting, maybe they both should. But it's easier to ignore when he's got her in his arms like this. Especially with her touching him like that, absent little things that feel wonderful as he brushes his lips against the curve of her ear.
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Date: 2015-05-21 04:32 pm (UTC)"Does it mean that much to you? That I stay?"