[She is trying to bring him back, but she can feel him slowly unraveling himself from her. Lying back she looks back at him, somewhat grateful that this time he hasn't just disappeared into the night again. She's still left breathless and wanting. He cannot come so close to touching her and then leave her empty handed.
She still tries to touch him of course, sitting up just enough that her hands try and pull at his hips to bring him back where he was. He says her name in such a way that she the look she returns him with is both confused and almost hurt. There's a half shake of her head.]
Don't-- [Not again. She sighs, trying to not fight, but still willing to fight for what she wants. He cannot bring her so close only to pull away again.]
What is it that keeps you from me when every fiber of your being wants this as badly as I do? Do you think I cannot feel it, too? [She is sure he is about to give her a lesson or something, and she's already attempting to subdue the eyeroll that is about to happen, but she tries to plead again with him, her hand taking his once more. What could possibly be so important to him to stop the inevitable?]
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She still tries to touch him of course, sitting up just enough that her hands try and pull at his hips to bring him back where he was. He says her name in such a way that she the look she returns him with is both confused and almost hurt. There's a half shake of her head.]
Don't-- [Not again. She sighs, trying to not fight, but still willing to fight for what she wants. He cannot bring her so close only to pull away again.]
What is it that keeps you from me when every fiber of your being wants this as badly as I do? Do you think I cannot feel it, too? [She is sure he is about to give her a lesson or something, and she's already attempting to subdue the eyeroll that is about to happen, but she tries to plead again with him, her hand taking his once more. What could possibly be so important to him to stop the inevitable?]