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“Can you?” Her voice is winded, her eyes not looking back at Jordan's but low on their body. How long had she felt this ? Did it keep her up at night?
Did she replay their conversations searching for some ounce of reciprocation? Not that Jordan did… that would be… dumb. Right?
“Can I what?” Jordan tilts their head, fighting the magnet. She's leaning in, her hand moving back to their chest and adding a bit of pressure to it. His voice is low, his own breath finding its way out of his lungs slowly.
“Can you… teach me?” She asks quietly, like she wants to jump onto his lap to ride him to death at the same time. (He would let her.)
Jordan bites their lip, body practically trembling from the self-control it was taking not to grab her by the neck and slide so fucking deep –
“Jordan?”
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The completed scene of what we could've gotten in 1.04 if Emma hadn't walked in!
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19 Jul 2024