[ they're stumbling into a tree (well ish is, hwylryn will wind up pressed into him because even when he has no thoughts in his head he still prioritizes him over himself). he's more than flustered now, soft sounds escaping his lips that he didn't even know he could make. he doesn't know what to do with his hands other than keep hwylryn close.
the heat he feels in other parts of him is starting to make him feel feverish. thats why his next words, about belonging only to him are almost incomprehensible. hopefully the rest of how his body is reacting is encouragement enough. ]
Well...witches are bewitching, right? [ a joke, the silly first thought that came to his head that formed an actual sentence. ]
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the heat he feels in other parts of him is starting to make him feel feverish. thats why his next words, about belonging only to him are almost incomprehensible. hopefully the rest of how his body is reacting is encouragement enough. ]
Well...witches are bewitching, right? [ a joke, the silly first thought that came to his head that formed an actual sentence. ]