- whispers. ``I could easily become 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 and you'd become a craving that I'll never be able to get enough of.´´

- One that she quickly stifled with fangs pressed to her lower lip.

Clearing her throat was the only remedy she could muster to set free the words that were caught in the moment. One might say the cat had her by the tongue.

``You're playing a dangerous game, Takkun. . . ´´ She responded in soft -

- Her amethyst gaze grew wide at his proposal while simultaneously sending shivers down her spine. Had she been a true fox, her fur would undoubtedly be standing on end. Though her unruly hair probably replicated that very image.

She caught herself taking an audible breath. -

She believed herself to be resilient, hardened by time and distance. That there wasn't a single person in the world who could break the walls she'd carefully built.
And yet his honeyed words, despite their soft nature, struck with such intensity that they might as well have been made of glass. -

╱╱ Context: I'm weak.

- fear that caused her to build those walls in the first place.

- it slide. I would've waited forever if I had to. . . but a part of me believed that you'd forgotten. That you'd gone somewhere far away and out of my reach.´´ Her gaze lowered to set their sights upon the palm of her hand. Inadvertently visualizing her spoken belief. Reminding herself of the -

``You sure took your sweet time.´´ She said abruptly, puffing her cheeks out to accompany pouty lips. An old habit she never seemed to fully grow out of.

A sigh escaped her lips. Head tilted slightly to the side with amethyst hues intimately locked onto his partial gaze.

``I suppose I'll let -

Cover up. You're too distracting.