[ Grell's chest rises and falls with heated breaths, beneath his touch. Slipping a hand over William's, she'll thread her fingers between his, to hold. ]
That hardly matters to me, right now. I assure you, I'm fine...
[ Her eyes search the blurred shapes of his face, wishing that she could see him properly. She, herself, is flushed; her lashes heavy over glistening eyes. It isn't just desire that they hold, but a desperation. ]
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That hardly matters to me, right now. I assure you, I'm fine...
[ Her eyes search the blurred shapes of his face, wishing that she could see him properly. She, herself, is flushed; her lashes heavy over glistening eyes. It isn't just desire that they hold, but a desperation. ]