He shifted his hands in a way so he was less keeping Nicolas from moving and more holding him again. "Whatever do you mean?" He asked again, he worried a fight was about to brew but something was wrong, thus he pushed. All while aching himself for having Nicolas so close and so far at once.
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Date: 2015-09-21 05:43 pm (UTC)