A/N: Okay I fibbed, I might go ahead and put these next two out before I secure *all* the words in the last half, because I really just... kept building up this moment between them...
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"Yes. We shouldn't. Here."
This kind of partial denial repeated, as might be expected, made the brunette pout visibly. Spiritual pressure requesting kisses increased sixfold. If it was five years before now, her eyes would be dull and listless… and her voice so very monotone as she became more like 'herself' and not what she wanted to be seen as. Her physical energy techniques would have been ramped up to the point of turning herself robotic while only her spirit spoke the truth.
"You know… I can't... really hold back entirely Qat. You have to sense that, with the way you keep tugging at my spirit. One kiss… and whatever follows or not is acceptable to me. Please? I just need to know what your lips feel like… again. If you'll allow me, after what I've put you through?"
