She's far too caught up in her thoughts to reply immediately. Discipline feels very physical, in the face of his proximity to her. As if it's something wound tightly around an anchor point.
The consistent thump of her heart quickens from touch and words combined. The careful way she offers her neck is as subdued as she can manage.]
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She's far too caught up in her thoughts to reply immediately. Discipline feels very physical, in the face of his proximity to her. As if it's something wound tightly around an anchor point.
The consistent thump of her heart quickens from touch and words combined. The careful way she offers her neck is as subdued as she can manage.]
I would have thought all necks to look the same.
[That's not true and she knows it.]