"Now," he says, simply, pleading again, and he can't stop himself from shifting faintly, shoulders twitching again as he barely resists the urge to struggle. He still can't breathe right, and while his despair has been replaced by relief, there's still panic lurking at the edges of his mind, and it's still threatening to choke him. He needs out of this. "Please."
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Date: 2016-06-16 09:36 pm (UTC)