[ He wraps his other arm around her and pulls carefully away from the door. Keeping his cheek pressed against hers, he turns towards the bed. His head is still spinning a little, but it's not hard for him to bring himself down enough to function. ]
A little... [ And he's being honest; his heart racing enough to make him breathless. Yet... ] We don't need to stop.
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A little... [ And he's being honest; his heart racing enough to make him breathless. Yet... ] We don't need to stop.