Oh. Well then. He bites the inside of his cheek, a crooked grin threatening to break across his features. This is getting dangerous, but he already knew that—he'd felt it already, the warm fluttering of something he absolutely cannot allow himself to feel, given everything he knows. Everything to come, when they see this mission through.
... one more night can't possibly hurt, right?]
What I want is you, here, showing me those "tricks" of yours.
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Oh. Well then. He bites the inside of his cheek, a crooked grin threatening to break across his features. This is getting dangerous, but he already knew that—he'd felt it already, the warm fluttering of something he absolutely cannot allow himself to feel, given everything he knows. Everything to come, when they see this mission through.
... one more night can't possibly hurt, right?]
What I want is you, here, showing me those "tricks" of yours.