[The sudden shift surprises her, and for a moment she slips back, away, to take a breath.
...And then right back into the breach, kissing harder, fiercer. It's more than I need to keep him from saying things he'll regret, it's been more than that from the start. And her hands, hanging useless and limp now, slip up behind his back.
Her forehead brushes against his -- he's not bleeding, is he? -- and her fingers dig into his shirt. He's shaking. She might be shaking too. She might be shaking a lot.]
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...And then right back into the breach, kissing harder, fiercer. It's more than I need to keep him from saying things he'll regret, it's been more than that from the start. And her hands, hanging useless and limp now, slip up behind his back.
Her forehead brushes against his -- he's not bleeding, is he? -- and her fingers dig into his shirt. He's shaking. She might be shaking too. She might be shaking a lot.]