she doesn't draw away as he pulls closer, the small amount of space between them vanishing, her fingers lighting against his stomach, crooking into the fabric of his shirt automatically as she looks back and forth between his eyes, measuring what he's saying.
her fingers abruptly ball into a fist as she yanks him the last few inches, her lips seeking his with an immediacy and urgency that doesn't leave much time for interpretation.
it's over before he can get his bearings back, and as she draws away, she says simply: ] You bloody idiot.
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she doesn't draw away as he pulls closer, the small amount of space between them vanishing, her fingers lighting against his stomach, crooking into the fabric of his shirt automatically as she looks back and forth between his eyes, measuring what he's saying.
her fingers abruptly ball into a fist as she yanks him the last few inches, her lips seeking his with an immediacy and urgency that doesn't leave much time for interpretation.
it's over before he can get his bearings back, and as she draws away, she says simply: ] You bloody idiot.