[ She's known from the start that this was a dream, not anything tangible or physical but she's taken by the thought of just how real it all feels regardless. She's more than familiar wit his touch by now, familiar enough that she'd know if it felt wrong or off in any way - but she can't tell any difference. Even their kisses feel just as good as they had in reality.
Which is a really bad thought to let sit in her head. Especially since the only reason they'd actually slowed down and stopped last night (this morning...) was because they'd gotten too exhausted to continue. But here, even though her skin is still painted with the marks he'd left behind, she feels perfectly fine.
Hm. ]
So if it's this place... can be maybe a tiny bit more honest with me than usual?
[ Her voice is still soft, but... when she speaks in that kind of tone, there's no other word for it but trouble. ]
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Which is a really bad thought to let sit in her head. Especially since the only reason they'd actually slowed down and stopped last night (this morning...) was because they'd gotten too exhausted to continue. But here, even though her skin is still painted with the marks he'd left behind, she feels perfectly fine.
Hm. ]
So if it's this place... can be maybe a tiny bit more honest with me than usual?
[ Her voice is still soft, but... when she speaks in that kind of tone, there's no other word for it but trouble. ]