[ Which is as really as close to the conversation as Locus wants to brush. There's a pleased curve to his mouth as one leg slips over to curl around Taylor's, a quiet request to stay a while longer while he levels out.
And maybe he'll need that distance again, but this? They can enjoy this just a little while longer, surely. Before he panics and tries to withdraw, out of habit. ]
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And maybe he'll need that distance again, but this? They can enjoy this just a little while longer, surely. Before he panics and tries to withdraw, out of habit. ]