There were a lot of questions going through her mind. The most prominent one though just kept repeating. Echoing endlessly in her head as the cold became sharp and bitter. Her breaths getting louder as the mists grew more plain. The closet was turning into an ice locker. And every time another question entered her head, the next was a panicked, frantic, and furious 'what?!'.
As her warmth became the only thing she knew outside the cold, her words froze the insides of her ears, mind and soul and picked away at it. Flip flopping between the terror of this person knowing so much, desiring so much, and then to concepts she couldn't grasp. Who were these people, why would she lie...
She shuddered her fiercest yet as her terror and rage knit face, flushed as red as it ever could from the blatant forwardness and intent, let slip a far less intimidating noise. Her head shot forward as lips brushed her neck, just shy of smashing against the closet as they did.
"I don't even know you..." And yet, it was becoming increasingly less important. She was so cold and this mysterious, wicked woman just...every touch was definitively not.
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As her warmth became the only thing she knew outside the cold, her words froze the insides of her ears, mind and soul and picked away at it. Flip flopping between the terror of this person knowing so much, desiring so much, and then to concepts she couldn't grasp. Who were these people, why would she lie...
She shuddered her fiercest yet as her terror and rage knit face, flushed as red as it ever could from the blatant forwardness and intent, let slip a far less intimidating noise. Her head shot forward as lips brushed her neck, just shy of smashing against the closet as they did.
"I don't even know you..." And yet, it was becoming increasingly less important. She was so cold and this mysterious, wicked woman just...every touch was definitively not.