𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𐙚 (ON HOLD/ DRAMATIC CHANGES ARE HAPPENING sadly)
❝ Stop touching me with your eyes ❞
❝ I love watching you unfold in panic ❞
𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝...
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LOOK AT ME JANE ❝ shhh...don't make too much noise ❞
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The collar that held her chained in that short moment to answer him. Freed her.
To be more open in what she wanted and speak words she usually doesn't say.
Let her curiosity explore what's never been experienced and only spoken about. There's no hiding what she feels now, as was for Edmond.
Just in the longing silence between them, Edmond never uttered a word; his lips apart froze and so did his body. Jane's fingers traced his sweltering skin, its flaming heat overpowering hers in a single touch.
Brushing his bangs off his forehead, ruffling the layers to a mess. The only area that felt like the night's air, soft yet chilly—comforting the flame in her nerves.
Jane then rested her gaze on his. His hooded dark eyes on her, furrowing his brows. There was no telling if he was on the verge of crying out of happiness or sadness.
It was somewhat dark, filled with desire and relief.
All unraveling at once, so profound his raspy breath exhaled, his chest pressed in as far as he could. To Force out the soaring emotions, threatening his body to act out.
In just that second of inhaling again, hindering the deranged urges. His dry lips broadened a small smile, controlling what he could of himself, straightened his knees—and backed himself away.
He rubbed his jaw before looking back at her, locking the door shortly after.
The lamp on her desk lit, dim in the outskirts in the corner of her room but enough to see each other's faces with the ceiling light now off.
"You sure about this?" She nods.
"Really?" "Really."
She wants him to. She wants this. There's no turning back. Not like last time. Edmond kept his distance, processing her answer. His mind raced to decide whether to proceed or not.
