[ And he's sighing into you right back, his hand following the length of your arm as he deepens that kiss. ] I'm right here. [ That's whispered as he catches your lower lip gently between his teeth. ] I'm not going anywhere.
[ Whatever you need, he'll give. You're a steadying presence in ways he can't accurately express, something that makes him want for things he never thought of for himself, or if he did, only in that distant sense that usually accompanies the words "what-if". ]
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[ Whatever you need, he'll give. You're a steadying presence in ways he can't accurately express, something that makes him want for things he never thought of for himself, or if he did, only in that distant sense that usually accompanies the words "what-if". ]