[ What has he done for anyone? Nothing of consequence, or so he tells himself. He certainly has done little of consequence for her, at least in this life. Perhaps in one of their other lives, he did more to prove himself and the love he has for her, but it seems to him that he has done no such thing in this one. Perhaps all he needs is the opportunity, however.
His eyes also lock onto hers, and the desire to simply pull her down with him and hold onto her and even kiss her, if he finds it in him to be so daring, threatens to overwhelm nearly everything else. Those desires are only spurred along by the way she presses herself against him. ]
I- I do want you. I want- I want to have- [ All of you. The words fade on his tongue, as if his own internal critic tells him those words are far too possessive and controlling to give voice to. If he said them, they might cause her to turn away, and that is the last thing that he wants.
And as if his doubts are influencing his actions, he finds himself pulling back from her, if only just slightly. ]
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His eyes also lock onto hers, and the desire to simply pull her down with him and hold onto her and even kiss her, if he finds it in him to be so daring, threatens to overwhelm nearly everything else. Those desires are only spurred along by the way she presses herself against him. ]
I- I do want you. I want- I want to have- [ All of you. The words fade on his tongue, as if his own internal critic tells him those words are far too possessive and controlling to give voice to. If he said them, they might cause her to turn away, and that is the last thing that he wants.
And as if his doubts are influencing his actions, he finds himself pulling back from her, if only just slightly. ]