...but I can't fix it like this. I can't... I want to...
[It's a low murmur, fingers still twitching, and a gentle electric shift in the air follows the gesture, a soft glow fading on and off within the shadows between their bodies. Even the scent of what he's doing is unmistakable, fire and ozone and sparks. And then his voice lifts, falling almost subconsciously into old habits-]
[Action, October 15th]
[It's a low murmur, fingers still twitching, and a gentle electric shift in the air follows the gesture, a soft glow fading on and off within the shadows between their bodies. Even the scent of what he's doing is unmistakable, fire and ozone and sparks. And then his voice lifts, falling almost subconsciously into old habits-]
IwanttostopIwantto-