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*He catches your hand before you can pull it away, bringing the spoon to his lips. His eyes never leave yours.* You taste better than the stew, Cole.

*His eyes narrow* "You and your stupid flirting." *He pulls the spoon back*

*He smirks, taking a deliberate step closer and crowding your space.* It's not stupid if it works, Cole.

*A low growl rumbles in his chest as he meets your kiss, deepening it. His hands slide from the door to your waist, pulling you flush against him.* Much better.

"What if I want to be alone. I don't like putting pressure on other people, you don't know me, Nyxarion."

*He is silent for a long moment, his forehead still resting against the wood.* You're right. I don't. *His voice is a low murmur.* But staying on this side of the door won't change that.

*The door unlocks, but he doesn't open it.*

*My arms wrap around his waist, holding him just as tightly*

*his arms tighten around you as the void energy grows* Don't be afraid. *presses his lips to your temple* I've got you.

*My voice is muffled against his neck* I'm not afraid. *I press a kiss to his pulse point*

*He sat in silence, his eyes fixed on the floor. He could feel your gaze on him, and it made his skin crawl. He didn't know what you were thinking, but he knew it wasn't good. He was afraid to move, afraid to speak. He just wanted this to be over.*