[ the feeling continues to overwhelm her, the heat of it coursing against her thighs and escalating, that she loses her awareness of her surroundings in that moment, caught up with the shifting of her breathing; when the voice calls out, she shudders where she’s seated, head turning up with a widening of her eyes as she instinctively brings her hands to the center of her chest, holding them together steady like they just might find the instinct to move on their own.
she’s caught staring at the young man for a moment, because something about her feels naked, like everything she’s feeling is spelled all over, sketched in her skin and practically screaming from between her legs. mostly because that’s how the sensations feel as she tries to alter her focus.
but he shouldn’t be able to know, and so she swallows hard, the lump thick in her throat and she tries to maintain composure, even if the shake in her voice is plenty evident. ] No, I’m ... I’m fine. I think it was just something I ate, is all.
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she’s caught staring at the young man for a moment, because something about her feels naked, like everything she’s feeling is spelled all over, sketched in her skin and practically screaming from between her legs. mostly because that’s how the sensations feel as she tries to alter her focus.
but he shouldn’t be able to know, and so she swallows hard, the lump thick in her throat and she tries to maintain composure, even if the shake in her voice is plenty evident. ] No, I’m ... I’m fine. I think it was just something I ate, is all.