[ Her voice is - surprisingly - on a similar level to his, and as she speaks she closes her eyes again, exhaling heavily, her body wiring mixed signals through her body. Cat's lips want to find his again, the hand on his shoulder is curling into a fist that she desperately wants to smash into his face, and her heart is beating so hard and fast that she can't tell if it's excitement or some sort of aching fear that she's never before experienced. ]
Don't want to think about it.
[ Just want to do it. Her grip on him doesn't slacken, not for a moment. ]
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[ Her voice is - surprisingly - on a similar level to his, and as she speaks she closes her eyes again, exhaling heavily, her body wiring mixed signals through her body. Cat's lips want to find his again, the hand on his shoulder is curling into a fist that she desperately wants to smash into his face, and her heart is beating so hard and fast that she can't tell if it's excitement or some sort of aching fear that she's never before experienced. ]
Don't want to think about it.
[ Just want to do it. Her grip on him doesn't slacken, not for a moment. ]