[ he can't even muster up the words at this point, wondering if talking like this is as affecting her as much as it is him, if she's giving in to touch or if she's denying herself.
he has to say more than this. he can't not. ]
I would. I'd beg. Beg to be inside you until you gave me permission.
[ that one syllable of her name has drawn her attention, mind lagging. it's impossible to interpret it — as a call? as a beckon? or simply just rey, like an exhale from his mouth. her own is an answer, as if to remind him she hasn't forgotten who she's made these promises to. ]
I know. I knew you'd be good for me. You've always been.
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[ he can't even muster up the words at this point, wondering if talking like this is as affecting her as much as it is him, if she's giving in to touch or if she's denying herself.
he has to say more than this. he can't not. ]
I would. I'd beg.
Beg to be inside you until you gave me permission.
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[ that one syllable of her name has drawn her attention, mind lagging. it's impossible to interpret it — as a call? as a beckon? or simply just rey, like an exhale from his mouth. her own is an answer, as if to remind him she hasn't forgotten who she's made these promises to. ]
I know.
I knew you'd be good for me. You've always been.