[He knows he's pushing it, but even though he knows this is wrong, why does it feel so right? Her fingers through his hair is certainly not helping, nor is the sadness reflected in that smile.]
Later.
[He's leaning more over her now, his own hand caressing her face as closes the distance between them, a sudden strong desire of want and selfishness flaring up.
As he does, there's a strange darkness that falls over them. It's different from the dark cloud from earlier. It's as if night has fallen, the light from the windows completely swallowed by it. Although not overbearing, the way it envelops everything is almost ominous, as if trying to block everything out and keep them in.]
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Later.
[He's leaning more over her now, his own hand caressing her face as closes the distance between them, a sudden strong desire of want and selfishness flaring up.
As he does, there's a strange darkness that falls over them. It's different from the dark cloud from earlier. It's as if night has fallen, the light from the windows completely swallowed by it. Although not overbearing, the way it envelops everything is almost ominous, as if trying to block everything out and keep them in.]