[ her kiss isn't gentle-- it carries her frustration, her unreciprocated feelings behind the hard press of her mouth against his, the faint hint of her teeth, her hands against his face. his fingers in her hair at once feeds her wants and feeds her frustration-- because in her mind, she knows it's purposeful, deliberate, learned maybe, the way she sometimes mimics human gestures.
when she tilts her head away just enough to speak, her question is deceptively plain and quiet: ]
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when she tilts her head away just enough to speak, her question is deceptively plain and quiet: ]
Would it even be significant if I loved you?