[ there's no attempt by tseng to stop his gaze from dropping down to clorinde's mouth, to the flushed and swollen shape of her lips, before it moves back up to meet her eyes. she's so beautiful he feels it like an ache behind his breastbone, a magnet inside him drawn to her: polarity. ]
Of course, [ tseng says. he lowers his head until their foreheads are touching, their noses brushing together. ] I'll stay as long as you'll have me.
[ their lips touch again, a soft brush, and then again more firmly, and then tseng pulls away so he can ask, ]
Do you have any plans this afternoon?
[ followed by a glance back toward her bed, because if she doesn't have anywhere else to be today then tseng is absolutely going to keep her in bed with him for as long as she'll stay there. ]
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Of course, [ tseng says. he lowers his head until their foreheads are touching, their noses brushing together. ] I'll stay as long as you'll have me.
[ their lips touch again, a soft brush, and then again more firmly, and then tseng pulls away so he can ask, ]
Do you have any plans this afternoon?
[ followed by a glance back toward her bed, because if she doesn't have anywhere else to be today then tseng is absolutely going to keep her in bed with him for as long as she'll stay there. ]