If Scar's tongue hadn't felt stuck in his throat, maybe he would have said something. When she turned, it dawned on him what he should do, but he still hesitated. She would have reached for him if she wanted to, right?
Although, Scar couldn't even begin to count the times he had so desperately wanted something and not taken it, especially when it involved Lust. Was she the same way?
Holding his breath without realizing, Scar slowly slipped his arms around her shoulders to hold her in a tentative embrace. He could pull away, if it became evident that he had done the wrong thing.
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If Scar's tongue hadn't felt stuck in his throat, maybe he would have said something. When she turned, it dawned on him what he should do, but he still hesitated. She would have reached for him if she wanted to, right?
Although, Scar couldn't even begin to count the times he had so desperately wanted something and not taken it, especially when it involved Lust. Was she the same way?
Holding his breath without realizing, Scar slowly slipped his arms around her shoulders to hold her in a tentative embrace. He could pull away, if it became evident that he had done the wrong thing.