Her lips twitched, breath exhaling in a soft quiet noise. Leaning forward, she looked at him with a small smile she rarely shared with anyone.
"You could try, you would not succeed. You wouldn't kill me," Cass murmured, drawing her hand down his chest. He was warm beneath her hand, the fabric rough in her hands as she leaned forward a little, her lips parted as she looked at him carefully.
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Date: 2012-08-03 09:41 pm (UTC)"You could try, you would not succeed. You wouldn't kill me," Cass murmured, drawing her hand down his chest. He was warm beneath her hand, the fabric rough in her hands as she leaned forward a little, her lips parted as she looked at him carefully.