[It is indeed a strategic hold that keeps her where he'd like her, but not precisely where he wants her. In peak fantasy, she has her arms thrown around him too and she's slack in his arms swooning. Reality is much harder to deal with, but worth so much more.
Still, sometimes his mind gets away from him.]
First time it's done some good for me. [He retorts, softly. He's practically forcing her to look at him, but he's sheepish.]
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Still, sometimes his mind gets away from him.]
First time it's done some good for me. [He retorts, softly. He's practically forcing her to look at him, but he's sheepish.]
I'd like it if you didn't hate me. If you stayed.