[ it feels like miles. her lids lower and she pulls in a quiet, shallow breath in anticipation; feels the warmth of it as his thumb finds her jaw and her gaze drops to his lips. (this is not what she should want, and it's happening.) she reaches for his chest and pushes herself up. it's all breath and his heartbeat suddenly, hunger and thirst beneath the surface, but she's better at differentiating and controlling it now. at least there's that. her hand reaches his collar, but she looks to his eyes once more, searching and wanting, before closing the space between them. ]