[With the heat of her body against his fighting back the chill of the air, combined with the sleep aid starting to take effect, Sniper was finding it very hard to keep his eyes open and his mind on the conversation. Pulling away from her was already off his mind.]
Oh. Sorry, I, er... What were we talking about, pumpkin?
[He took a deep breath, instinctively trying to control himself and the flushing of his face as even his drug-addled mind realized his embarrassment; however, it only furthered his exhaustion. His hand that had been trying to pry her from him came to rest on her arm as he struggled to focus.]
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Date: 2012-01-11 08:43 am (UTC)Oh. Sorry, I, er... What were we talking about, pumpkin?
[He took a deep breath, instinctively trying to control himself and the flushing of his face as even his drug-addled mind realized his embarrassment; however, it only furthered his exhaustion. His hand that had been trying to pry her from him came to rest on her arm as he struggled to focus.]