[He mumbles more to himself, intentionally missing the point. It's awkward and difficult to have a conversation with her when he keeps glancing at her breasts. There's a prominent bulge in his pants that normally isn't there.
He hands her his device. Even though the illusion has stopped, its done its job. He can't stop thinking about her and what they're about to do. He's certain they couldn't arrive any faster. He follows after her, closing in on her side and not touching, not yet, but closer than he was before.]
Don't worry, I wouldn't do that. I don't think I'd survive the fall.
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[He mumbles more to himself, intentionally missing the point. It's awkward and difficult to have a conversation with her when he keeps glancing at her breasts. There's a prominent bulge in his pants that normally isn't there.
He hands her his device. Even though the illusion has stopped, its done its job. He can't stop thinking about her and what they're about to do. He's certain they couldn't arrive any faster. He follows after her, closing in on her side and not touching, not yet, but closer than he was before.]
Don't worry, I wouldn't do that. I don't think I'd survive the fall.