His lips tremble at the sensation, so acute it makes his scalp tingle. Sweeney's breath is shallow and hot against hers in answer. He shuts his eyes, his mind desperately fighting against his need.
But is it actually need? Or just overwhelming want? He's never been one to split hairs on that definition, but right now, it seems a fundamental to the situation. Can he actually choose?
Even with a deliberate swallow, it takes him a couple of seconds to muster the words.
"I think...I think I should probably go," he whispers, having found little more than breath to offer. That said, he hasn't convinced the rest of his body to move back, just resist urging forward.
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His lips tremble at the sensation, so acute it makes his scalp tingle. Sweeney's breath is shallow and hot against hers in answer. He shuts his eyes, his mind desperately fighting against his need.
But is it actually need? Or just overwhelming want? He's never been one to split hairs on that definition, but right now, it seems a fundamental to the situation. Can he actually choose?
Even with a deliberate swallow, it takes him a couple of seconds to muster the words.
"I think...I think I should probably go," he whispers, having found little more than breath to offer. That said, he hasn't convinced the rest of his body to move back, just resist urging forward.