[Everything happens so fast, Barry doesn't react before a full second has passed, maybe more. It's little more than a jolt, a sharp gasp, an attempt to jerk away from her touch--
-- but her eyes. They're right there, locked with his own, widening and staring from behind his glasses. He can't look away. His mind, his body, ever instinct is screaming for him to look away, to tear his gaze from her devouring one, but he can't. She has him frozen in place, staring into the ever-deepening pool of her eyes pulling him in, breath coming in short bursts from his parted lips, her breathing mingling with his.]
You... Wh-What... [He feels dizzy. Heavy. Her words and teasing fingers make him shudder - not with delight or desire anymore, but something more like dawning horror.]
What's... so special about m-me? [What are you going to do to me?]
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-- but her eyes. They're right there, locked with his own, widening and staring from behind his glasses. He can't look away. His mind, his body, ever instinct is screaming for him to look away, to tear his gaze from her devouring one, but he can't. She has him frozen in place, staring into the ever-deepening pool of her eyes pulling him in, breath coming in short bursts from his parted lips, her breathing mingling with his.]
You... Wh-What... [He feels dizzy. Heavy. Her words and teasing fingers make him shudder - not with delight or desire anymore, but something more like dawning horror.]
What's... so special about m-me? [What are you going to do to me?]