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  he was in front of me again, standi away, still as a stone.
  ”as if you could fight me off,” he said gently.
  i sat without mhtened of him than i had ever been. i'd
  never seen him so pletely freed of that carefully cultivated facade.
  he'd never been less humaiful. fa, eyes wide, i
  sat like a bird lo the eyes of a snake.
  his lovely eyes seem to glow with rash ext. then, as the seds
  passed, they dimmed. his expression slowly folded into a mask of a
  sadness.
  ”don't be afraid,” he murmured, his velvet voitionally
  seductive. ”i promise…” he hesitated. ”i swear not to hurt you.” he
  seemed more ed with g himself than me.
  ”don't be afraid,” he whispered agaiepped closer, with
  exaggerated slow sinuously, with deliberately unhurried
  movements, till our fae level, just a foot apart.
  ”please five me,” he said formally. ”i yself. you caught
  me off guard. but i'm o behavior now.”
  he waited, but i still 't speak.
  ”i'm not thirsty today, holy.” he winked.
  at that i had to laugh, though the sound was shaky ahless.
  ”are yht?” he asked tenderly, reag out slowly, carefully,
  to place his marble hand bae.
  i looked at his smooth, d, a his eyes. they were soft,
  repentant. i looked back at his hand, aely returo
  trag the lines in his hand with my fiip. i looked up and smiled
  timidly.
  his answering smile was dazzling.
  ”so e, before i behaved so rudely?” he asked ile
  earlier tury.
  ”i holy 't remember.”
  he smiled, but his face was ashamed. ”i thialking about why
  you were afraid, besides the obvious reason.”
  ”ht.”
  ”well?”
  i looked down at his hand and doodled aimlessly aooth,
  iridest palm. the seds ticked by.
  ”how easily frustrated i am,” he sighed. i looked into his eyes, abruptly
  grasping that this was every bit as o him as it was to me. as many
  years of unfathomable experiehis was hard for him, too. i
  te from that thought.
  ”i was afraid… because, for, well, obvious reasons, i 't stay with
  you. and i'm afraid that i'd like to stay with you, much more than i
  should.” i looked down at his hands as i spoke. it was diffie
  to say this aloud.
  ”yes,” he agreed slowly. ”that is something to be afraid of, indeed.
  wantih me. that's really not ierest.”
  i frowned.
  ”i should have left long ago,” he sighed. ”i should leave now. but i
  don't know if i .”
  ”i don't want you to leave,” i mumbled pathetically, staring down again.
  ”which is exactly why i should. but don't worry. i'm essentially a
  selfish creature. i pany too much to do what i should.”
  ”i'm glad.”
  ”dohdrew his hahis time; his voice was
  harsher than usual. harsh for him, still more beautiful than any human
  voice. it was hard to keep up — his sudden mood ges left me always a
  step behind, dazed.
  ”it's not only your pany i ever fet that. i am
  merous to you than i am to aopped, and i looked
  to see him gazio the forest.
  i thought for a moment.
  ”i don't thialy what you mean — by that last part
  anyway,” i said.
  he looked back at me and smiled, his mood shifti again.
  ”how do i explain?” he mused. ”and with you again… hmmmm.”
  without seeming to think about it, he placed his hand bae; i
  held it tightly in both of mine. he looked at our hands.
  ”that's amazihe warmth.” he sighed.
  a moment passed as he assembled his thoughts.
  ”you know how everyone enjoys different flavors?” he began. ”some people
  love chocolat