Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

He said nothing, because he could say nothing, not while reeling from a sudden onset of discomfort from this trespass. While the sense of detachment towards the other occupants of the room felt so mutual that it was immediately accepted as something from within, the rest was certainly felt foreign. Amusement, at least in the form he was currently feeling it, wasn't of the same depth as this. It was an experience best equated to eating familiar food, but with a vastly different recipe behind the preparation of it.

The inability to make sense of this prompted confusion both as to the source of what felt like some kind of invasive presence, as well as uncertainty over how to react. But rather than back away or be distressed, determination surged above these encumbrances, and he moved forward as suggested. This shift brought them into more intimate contact, and to any onlooker, not that there would really be any in a den of vice like this, they would seem like a couple indulging each other.

Remaining this close was effectively a declaration of intent unto itself, with the ultimate discretion of what to do next being hers.

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