Mad wasn't quite what he'd describe himself as feeling. Something else, something still unsettled, yes, but not angry, not really. He breathed in her scent, arms sliding around her, fingertips ghosting down her spine.
It's fine.
He just wasn't used to having that much control stripped away from him. As hard as he'd come....he still wasn't sure how he felt about it.
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Date: 2012-04-30 09:31 pm (UTC)It's fine.
He just wasn't used to having that much control stripped away from him. As hard as he'd come....he still wasn't sure how he felt about it.