only when her face turned back, only then, did it shift——something perilously like a choice dangled to him. because someone was coming. “ or i can let you punch him. ” pause, wary. “ you gonna kill him ₊
tucked sharp against the wall. the footsteps swelled, nearer. “ we can risk waiting it out. ” still, she didn’t look at him. her gaze remained hooked on the corridor, to the sound of boots beating stone. ₊
knuckles tucked, a little press of bone against his sternum: frustration externalized through a small stutter of fist meeting chest, barely a blow. she bent just so, spine angled over the narrow edge, silhouette ₊
eyes, flint-strike, pinning— and then gone. darted, hawkish, scouring for inexistent exists. stone held them fast, walled and swallowed, providing no sweet opening. the hand splayed against his chest curled in, ₊
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chest to chest , cramped—— natural instinct said push back , so he did . and was met , immediately , with a firmer press against his torso .
a low snarl cut from his throat as he recoiled , message received .
" ... you're the expert , " muttered . sarcasm , sharp—edged ⤸
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dig your teeth into me. come on, i dare you. take a bite. open me up: raw and candyfloss pink on the inside. make it hurt. i figure, you're going to hurt me one way or another. might as well be with your mouth.
narrow carving of wall, following close. not an inch between them. “ don’t move. ” she might press harder if he doesn’t listen. she usually does. “ weren’t we s’posed to be cleared? huh? no surprises. ”
history, perhaps, a better informant than instinct——but instinct, at least, didn’t lie. not to her. a push, flat palmed and unflinching, cutting him off in a single practiced motion before that telltale ₊
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baby steps . did this even count as progress 𖤠 maybe an unofficial mission together was better than radio silence—— maybe .
lantern and sole supernova , side by side again . @baresvolt on temporary team membership … her skills needed , not questioned . ⤸
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breathlessness near, that off-rhythm wrong-timed heartbeat / not his, not hers.. and therefore enemy. the years had carved her sharp. quick and clever— 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥. sam presses him back against stone, into the ₊
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