As the two men moved around, shifting position, Saffron sat quietly and waited, watching it all through a pleasant and heavy haze that seemed to sharpen everything. She wanted badly to touch and to be touched, to feel skin against hers, but she waited for now, watching to see where she could fit herself in.
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Date: 2011-11-03 02:42 am (UTC)