[There's something tantalizingly intoxicating about being this close without truly touching, just feeling Isaac's breath on his lips, the brushing of them against his when they speak, sort-of-touching-but-not-really, like the calm before the storm, the quiet anticipation, and the absolute trust. He couldn't let anyone else be this close. Only Isaac.]
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[There's something tantalizingly intoxicating about being this close without truly touching, just feeling Isaac's breath on his lips, the brushing of them against his when they speak, sort-of-touching-but-not-really, like the calm before the storm, the quiet anticipation, and the absolute trust. He couldn't let anyone else be this close. Only Isaac.]