Edward released his grip on the head between his legs somewhere in the middle of up and over and momentary oblivion. On one hand there's knowing he's close and almost feeling it's not close enough.
But all he manages is is a mumble that isn't disagreeing.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:00 pm (UTC)But all he manages is is a mumble that isn't disagreeing.