[The mood stays exactly where it was, suspended in that exhilarating state between an exhale and a tease. She pulls away from his chest with a few more kisses left behind, and presses hers against it, lying down on top of him and effectively pinning him down.
Her expression softens,] No, no plan. [Closer to his mouth, she whispers her confession like it's a secret.] Just want.
[Like that's ever been a secret, at least in the past months. She wears her heart of her sleeves, and in the absence of sleeves, she speaks it out.] I want you.
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Her expression softens,] No, no plan. [Closer to his mouth, she whispers her confession like it's a secret.] Just want.
[Like that's ever been a secret, at least in the past months. She wears her heart of her sleeves, and in the absence of sleeves, she speaks it out.] I want you.