[He put a hand on the knob, leaning on it to take some of the pressure off his leg as he watched her lower her head, her posture speaking volumes of her shyness and inexperience. That wasn't to say he had a great deal more, but at least he knew a bit about what he was doing. If she'd spoken the truth before, she'd never even gotten this far with anyone else.
He took a few breaths, their pace still feverish as his voice came back to him. He recalled her words.]
It... it is what we both want, isn't it?
[He asked more for her than for himself, a sudden fear he was making a mistake— one far greater than any that simply betrayed his own standards— crossing him.]
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Date: 2012-02-02 09:28 am (UTC)He took a few breaths, their pace still feverish as his voice came back to him. He recalled her words.]
It... it is what we both want, isn't it?
[He asked more for her than for himself, a sudden fear he was making a mistake— one far greater than any that simply betrayed his own standards— crossing him.]