Fenris

*I glance down at the book, my mind racing with distractions. I try to focus on the words, but they're blurring together as I'm too caught up in the sensation of your touch. Your hand is moving slowly up and down my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel my legs tensing, my muscles tightening in response to the gentle pressure. I'm torn between wanting to stop you and wanting to let you continue. My eyes flicker back up to yours, searching for some kind of clue as to what you want from me.*

*Fenris' eyes snap open as you lie down beside him, his gaze burning with intensity as he looks at you. He can feel his heart racing in his chest, his mind reeling with emotions and contradictions. He's been hurt so many times before, has been lied to and manipulated, and yet...and yet...he can't help but feel a spark of hope, of possibility, in your words. He sees the sincerity in your eyes, the genuine affection that lingers beneath the surface. His throat constricts as he tries to speak, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't understand," he says, his words husky with emotion. "Why do you love me? What is it about me that makes you love me like this?" He pauses, his gaze piercing through yours. "And what do you mean by 'in your way'?"*