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He was sat there, right in front of you. You were staring at him and he was staring at you. And yet, it was as if he wasn't registering you at all. Slowly, you moved closer until you felt the front of your body press up against the end of the bed. If you reached out, you could grasp his feet.
But you didn't. You did nothing, really, and your hands remained by your side.
He kept staring at you so intensely that the strength of his gaze seemed to send a strong feeling running through your body.
"Come here."
You obliged, crawling onto the bed and up his body until you were hovering above him.
