My lips stretch into a smirk, gone lopsided by the tug of his thumb, and I shift purposefully against him. Just enough to make both of us aware of all the places we're touching.
I'm good at this. I've always been good at it. Always taken a twisted feeling of pride from it. It's different now, and maybe there's shame in the things I've done, in how I got so good at this game, but here, now... I don't see any reason to hold back. None at all.
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My lips stretch into a smirk, gone lopsided by the tug of his thumb, and I shift purposefully against him. Just enough to make both of us aware of all the places we're touching.
I'm good at this. I've always been good at it. Always taken a twisted feeling of pride from it. It's different now, and maybe there's shame in the things I've done, in how I got so good at this game, but here, now... I don't see any reason to hold back. None at all.