[ Two long weeks came and went, stretching out, stretching the cord they'd thoughtlessly tethered to each other more and more taut.
Eventually, something must give. Or it snaps. The only two options, and wiser to allow it to snap -- but McGillis feels his resolve weaken each time he tries to commit to that option. Two weeks since they'd last spoken, since a night spent warming over, since that night spent sharing a room. The uneasy continuation of a truce that evolves in strange ways.
The memory of a thumbprint dragging against thin skin. The same spot of flesh still tingles when he thinks on it.
A new world on the horizon, status of the potential for danger unknown. He must message Gaelio.
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Eventually, something must give. Or it snaps. The only two options, and wiser to allow it to snap -- but McGillis feels his resolve weaken each time he tries to commit to that option. Two weeks since they'd last spoken, since a night spent warming over, since that night spent sharing a room. The uneasy continuation of a truce that evolves in strange ways.
The memory of a thumbprint dragging against thin skin. The same spot of flesh still tingles when he thinks on it.
A new world on the horizon, status of the potential for danger unknown. He must message Gaelio.
whoa
]my love
i've hungered for
»Gaelio.«
[ startin with a lil poke ]