[This feels like a scene out of a novel, romance blooming in gentle moonlight. Will lets his eyes flutter shut, leaning in as well, wanting nothing more than to let himself go and just kiss Strohl...
But instead, he presses his fingers to Strohl's lips before they can close the distance. His eyes are still half-lidded in a faint smirk, waiting for Strohl to look up at him.]
Not yet. [He moves his hand away, instead stroking Strohl's cheek.] You need the extra motivation for the fight.
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But instead, he presses his fingers to Strohl's lips before they can close the distance. His eyes are still half-lidded in a faint smirk, waiting for Strohl to look up at him.]
Not yet. [He moves his hand away, instead stroking Strohl's cheek.] You need the extra motivation for the fight.