"You're not him," she whispers harshly, and her hands are both flat on his chest. "I know that. But you look like him and you feel like him, and I --" Her voice dries up, unwilling to speak how much she needs him, and all she can manage is a whisper, "Just... please..." She leans forward and joins their mouths together.
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Date: 2010-02-01 01:10 pm (UTC)Oh.
So wrong, yet so right. Nicely done!
(a reversal - John/Vala same universe?)