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She did not fear him and yet in other ways she was terrified by his gender, though the way she felt towards him was indescribable. What was this feeling and was it more than a gentle touch of his protective nature that made her so intent to have him near her. Or was it something more, something different. Her body winced as she took a rather deep breath, pain shot from her ribs. A soft yelp escaped her lips but her eyes showed Lorenzo that it was not because of him, no it was because of her injuries that she yelped.
His soft whimper caused her to almost mimic him in a softer and almost monotone way. Why did she want him to touch her, just a simple movement would help her but why? Why did she think his touch would cause her to calm down and settle into a gentle form of sleep or even just a calmer state of mind? Would it make her head stop racing with questions or would it cause more? Whatever it would do she seemed to want him to hold her like her mother once did when she returned him from Crimson Dreams, she said it was for comfort. Was that what she wanted, what she needed?
Her fingers moved again, tangling themselves in his soft hair. She wanted to move closer but did she have the guts to do it, did she really want to move closer to someone that was the same gender as that angel eyed man? Her voice finally came back as she tried to piece together what she was trying to say earlier, she wanted something from him.
”Loenzo.. I.. Can you..” Her voice caught again still emotionless though seemed to almost break as she tried to ask him to hold her to help her, to do something to make her feel better. Though what were the words, her eyes moved back to looking at his sparkling jewel that was dulled in the moonlight. Her eyes almost pleaded with him, wanting him to help her if not hold her. Would he get the message, would she let him do that? Her fingers trailed from his hair slowly down his shoulder, tracing the bandages and then to his chest. With her fingers she mindlessly drew a heart, but her eyes moved away from her fingers and back up at him. Could he please stop stilling so still, the stone male was killing her for his movements well lack there of.
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