[ All the things he's aware of, she is too. She feels her own skin pulsing where it touches his, her fingers feel strange, her own heart beats rapidly, like it always does in Cabeswater but for different reasons. It's the same, the thrill of the unknown and forbidden, the longing and need. They shouldn't be here and they shouldn't be doing this. And it only makes an already aching heart ache more.]
This place is distracting, [ she puts in uselessly, trying not to focus on the way she feels a little faint. It's a distraction alright, probably the wrong one but one she wants nonetheless.] In a good way.
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This place is distracting, [ she puts in uselessly, trying not to focus on the way she feels a little faint. It's a distraction alright, probably the wrong one but one she wants nonetheless.] In a good way.