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She took his hands, holding them tightly. "I know you, Sylas. I like you." *** He nodded, pulling away. "Let's go." *** She shifted closer,...
"It's just a title, Sylas.. It would hardly change from a friendship." *** He was watching her adoringly, brushing her hair back. "Good." ***...
She shook her slightly. "You're.. You're just basing it off an assumption, Sylas. You have control over yourself. You know what you're doing....
She drew closer to him. "You won't hurt me, Sylas. I know you. This.. What hurts is hearing you say these things." *** He offered a small,...
She looked sad, but met his gaze. "I trust you, Sylas." *** He pulled away after a moment. "Is that better?" *** She leaned forward, giving...
She watched him carefully, her expression unreadable. "Is that what you're afraid of?" *** He watched her with wide eyes before leaning forward...
She watched him, her expression caring. "She was?" *** He watched her intensely, his eyes wide and a blush on his cheeks. "Why are you...
She looked over at him thoughtfully. "Not formally.. Why?" *** He flushed, kissing her back slowly. *** She turned on her side to look at...
She looked back at the fire, her gaze melancholy. "It's okay." *** He tilted his head slightly. "No?" *** She sat on the bed with a grin....
"I don't want to force you to do anything," she said, pulling away with a frown and shrugging off his coat. "I get it." *** He squinted at her....
She held his face in her hands, her eyes hopeful. "Trust me, Sy." *** "Oh. Hush. We can both lead the moments." *** She squinted at it before...
She reached up, her hand brushing his jaw. "I want you, Sylas. No matter what." *** He laughed slightly. "Yeah, a bit." *** She rolled her...
"It's real, Sylas," she said desperately. "Your powers don't work on me, remember?" *** His flush deepened and he rubbed the back of his neck....
She looked sad, her brows furrowing. "Slyas.. I can protect myself if anything were to happen. Just.. please?" *** He blushed, pausing. "It...
"It's there," she said worriedly. "But we can still be okay, Sylas.." *** He smirked slightly. "I kissed your hand." *** She shrugged. "I'm...
She scooted away slightly, her brows furrowed. "Do.. Do I hurt you?" *** He flushed, looking over at her for a moment. He took her hand,...
She frowned, looking a bit concerned. "..No, what does it do?" *** He shook his head. "It's okay. I'd like to be better." *** "Hmm," she...
She relaxed slightly, scooting forward and taking his hands. "I don't care what you are or what I am.. I like you for you, Sylas." *** He...
She looked a little panicked. "But..?" *** He squinted. "What do you mean?" *** She kissed his cheek, starting up the stairs curiously. ***...
She pulled away after a moment, her eyes fluttering open. She didn't say anything, evidently a bit nervous. *** He tilted his head at her,...
