[ as used as he is to prying open hearts and rooting around inside, this is the first time someone has leaned into it. he takes a breath at the contact against his neck, his fingers skipping a beat in their rhythm.
ahh, he has to focus. ]
You won't. [ "you won't, now." not that there was a question before, but this is something like putting an exclamation mark on top of a declaration. he continues, nails tracing the figure of a serpent, simplified. his crest, diluted to the most powerful lines. ]
I'll show you mine too. [ his nails lift, but his hand lingers around the beating heart in the palm of his hand. ]
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ahh, he has to focus. ]
You won't. [ "you won't, now." not that there was a question before, but this is something like putting an exclamation mark on top of a declaration. he continues, nails tracing the figure of a serpent, simplified. his crest, diluted to the most powerful lines. ]
I'll show you mine too. [ his nails lift, but his hand lingers around the beating heart in the palm of his hand. ]