What. [ No, what. That's not. That's so not right. That's the opposite of everything she should be doing right now, like, literally the opposite. He tries to move with her when she pulls back, hits the extent of his maneuverability and strains up towards her anyway, because the total opposite, okay. He hums out a noise of frustration when it doesn't yield anything after a few seconds, looking back up at her like he can convince her to come back with just the look on his face. ]
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