[ she can feel the shift of his hand against her leg, and she presses into it just a little more, helps him close the space and allows her eyes flutter shut.
she's not so much shy as she is cautious. but there's no need for caution that she feels in this moment, or in any moment she's spent with him despite the underlying pressure of each day that passes, building.
her lips curl into a warm smile just before they meet again, and it's like she can let the weight fall away, in kind she tries to give him the same, holding his face still, nails raking gently through his fur. ]
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she's not so much shy as she is cautious. but there's no need for caution that she feels in this moment, or in any moment she's spent with him despite the underlying pressure of each day that passes, building.
her lips curl into a warm smile just before they meet again, and it's like she can let the weight fall away, in kind she tries to give him the same, holding his face still, nails raking gently through his fur. ]