There really is no excuse he can fall back on, is there? Besides his own willingness. And it isn't as though he's unwilling (nor is Azem, he notes skittishly).
His heart beats quickly from nerves. One of his hands carefully lifts and comes to rest gently on Azem's thigh.
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There really is no excuse he can fall back on, is there? Besides his own willingness. And it isn't as though he's unwilling (nor is Azem, he notes skittishly).
His heart beats quickly from nerves. One of his hands carefully lifts and comes to rest gently on Azem's thigh.
"You would...like to, then? Here?"