[While Floyd isn’t so averse to physical contact, Jade’s touch still holds precedence above all the rest. It’s more than familiar; it’s necessary. It’s genuine. There’s no expectation to escalate or reciprocate… It simply exists—it completes—and selfishly Floyd indulges.
He wants to give Jade that same comfort whenever and wherever possible. So with those words and that soft kiss to his cheek, Floyd leans in for their lips to touch. It lingers and he savors, heart racing between his ribs, and even when Floyd pulls back he leaves so little space between them.]
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He wants to give Jade that same comfort whenever and wherever possible. So with those words and that soft kiss to his cheek, Floyd leans in for their lips to touch. It lingers and he savors, heart racing between his ribs, and even when Floyd pulls back he leaves so little space between them.]
I need you.
[he whispers.]
I don’t know who I am without you.