[ He sounded a little dazed, a bit feverish, and no wonder. It was like coming down out of a dream, or perhaps a mental haze -- immeasurably pleasurable, but fleeting. Nonetheless, Majima gathered himself enough to carefully set her down and disentangle himself, and at least make some cursory attempt to straighten up.
If she had trouble standing, he'd just have to help support her.
What happened, he wanted to ask, only he remembered exactly what had happened -- the sudden, all-consuming urgency to hold her and more. ]
Are you... all right?
[ The glimpse of lace just under the collar of her top was wholly distracting, and he had to look away for a moment. He never had this much trouble controlling himself; was it Glass? ]
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[ He sounded a little dazed, a bit feverish, and no wonder. It was like coming down out of a dream, or perhaps a mental haze -- immeasurably pleasurable, but fleeting. Nonetheless, Majima gathered himself enough to carefully set her down and disentangle himself, and at least make some cursory attempt to straighten up.
If she had trouble standing, he'd just have to help support her.
What happened, he wanted to ask, only he remembered exactly what had happened -- the sudden, all-consuming urgency to hold her and more. ]
Are you... all right?
[ The glimpse of lace just under the collar of her top was wholly distracting, and he had to look away for a moment. He never had this much trouble controlling himself; was it Glass? ]