[In response to that, Jamil shifts...the better to rest his leg against Kalim, to settle his foot atop Kalim. Something like that. If Kalim wanted his foot/ankle/leg/whatever, then he could have it. And, well.
His foot/ankle/leg/whatever being held prisoner wasn't such a bad thing, really.]
Hm.
[Now it was his turn for a curious hum, one which was more deliberate than Kalim's own. Drawn out. Pondering. If Kalim's hum was the trilling of a surprised bird, then his was the slow slither of a snake.]
I don't mind.
[No, that's indecisive, and he cursed himself the second he heard himself say that.]
No. [No. He knows what he wants, he knows what he wants, he won't hold himself back anymore. no half-hearted measures, no half-hearted words.] I'd like that.
[But, circling back.]
But is it that surprising? You were surprised when I kissed you.
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His foot/ankle/leg/whatever being held prisoner wasn't such a bad thing, really.]
Hm.
[Now it was his turn for a curious hum, one which was more deliberate than Kalim's own. Drawn out. Pondering. If Kalim's hum was the trilling of a surprised bird, then his was the slow slither of a snake.]
I don't mind.
[No, that's indecisive, and he cursed himself the second he heard himself say that.]
No. [No. He knows what he wants, he knows what he wants, he won't hold himself back anymore. no half-hearted measures, no half-hearted words.] I'd like that.
[But, circling back.]
But is it that surprising? You were surprised when I kissed you.