[He says, a little playfully admonishing. No, that was more of a demonstration than anything. Even then, the thorns had been set, the garden had been prepped to grow. They had found something in each other, then. A diamond in the rough they wanted to polish until they each revealed their cruel sheen.]
[He shakes his head. A thought comes to mind, and he says it before he gives himself a chance to rethink it.]
...I want to dance with you.
[A sincere sort of wish, so outside their usual trysts.]
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[He says, a little playfully admonishing. No, that was more of a demonstration than anything. Even then, the thorns had been set, the garden had been prepped to grow. They had found something in each other, then. A diamond in the rough they wanted to polish until they each revealed their cruel sheen.]
[He shakes his head. A thought comes to mind, and he says it before he gives himself a chance to rethink it.]
...I want to dance with you.
[A sincere sort of wish, so outside their usual trysts.]