[he doesn't assume she means him touching her and kissing her would give her a heart attack, because that would be a poor choice of words... but now that they've parted, the guilt starts setting in, and he can't fucking believe they're doing this. They did this.
when he's done pulling his hair out he pushes up on his elbows, figuring she'll probably move off if him, get her stuff and bolt. now it feels awkward. everything feels awkward and somehow he's still fucking hard.
he tries to shift a little so he isn't weirdly pressing up against her. ]
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when he's done pulling his hair out he pushes up on his elbows, figuring she'll probably move off if him, get her stuff and bolt. now it feels awkward. everything feels awkward and somehow he's still fucking hard.
he tries to shift a little so he isn't weirdly pressing up against her. ]
I'm sorry.