[He nearly has the full use of his body now and it's tempting, oh so tempting to try and put her out of his misery. But he's sure the moment he stops is the moment she'll clamp down on his mind again, or even send out a call for help.
Instead, he slides one knee onto the couch and hefts himself up to get a better angle. He may have faltered once or twice in the transition, but he never stops, making sure his tongue is doing the creative things he promised her earlier.
In his periphery he sees Hilling digging around in the couch, and he hopes to God she isn't looking foranother knife.]
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Instead, he slides one knee onto the couch and hefts himself up to get a better angle. He may have faltered once or twice in the transition, but he never stops, making sure his tongue is doing the creative things he promised her earlier.
In his periphery he sees Hilling digging around in the couch, and he hopes to God she isn't looking foranother knife.]
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