[He sniffles a little against her shirt, clutching her closer, so glad for a selfish moment that she's as solid as she is so that he can cling to her the way he does. He seems totally uncaring of the fact that he's still completely nude and she's fully dressed, or that his legs are still tangled in the sheets he tore off the bed with his sideways dive.
Really, it's a miracle George hasn't burst in to see what all the fuss is about.]
I'm sorry for biting you. [The shame of it churns in his belly, making him feel sick when he thinks about it. The worst part is, he enjoyed it. That split-second before his teeth sank into her ghostly skin was exquisite, with the anticipation of satisfaction just dangling out of reach. He disgusts himself.] I thought I could be strong enough to... I'm sorry.
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[He sniffles a little against her shirt, clutching her closer, so glad for a selfish moment that she's as solid as she is so that he can cling to her the way he does. He seems totally uncaring of the fact that he's still completely nude and she's fully dressed, or that his legs are still tangled in the sheets he tore off the bed with his sideways dive.
Really, it's a miracle George hasn't burst in to see what all the fuss is about.]
I'm sorry for biting you. [The shame of it churns in his belly, making him feel sick when he thinks about it. The worst part is, he enjoyed it. That split-second before his teeth sank into her ghostly skin was exquisite, with the anticipation of satisfaction just dangling out of reach. He disgusts himself.] I thought I could be strong enough to... I'm sorry.