#pickleman

Any tips to make this sound....less cringy if that makes sense?

I let go of his face, and his hand raised partially before I gripped his chin softly, reassuring him it wasn’t leaving. I traced his jaw and drifted to his left ear, tugging pathetically at his lobe. My hand went to his clavicle, and I followed along the long bone til it thinned, and I met his shoulder.

His head drooped down a smidge, letting it float and bob for only a moment before he moved a bit forward and rested his head in the crook of my neck, turning slightly to the side to brush his nose against the hollow of my throat.

I froze for a tick and removed my hand from his shoulder to bring both up to his head and threaded my fingers through his hair. I took some of his locks between my fingers and tugged gently.

That didn’t seem to do anything, so I tugged a little harder, and the air shifted. Herobrine took a slow, jagged step between my legs, forcing me to take one back before he leaned forward with his body weight suddenly. Causing me to stagger back and press myself against the invisible wall.

He continued leaning, breathing rapidly and harshly enough that I could feel the puffs of air against my skin. My legs finally crumpled, and I collapsed, Herobrine toppling over with me.

My head slammed into the wall, and I slid down. Herobrine recovered quicker than I did and pressed himself closer. His hands had gone under my arms to clasp hands together, and his arms clutched me to his chest. One hand sliding in my hair and smushing my face into his sternum.

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