[he doesn't dare get closer, for this cobra might bite. No that's not a dick joke, be serious. Lupin has experienced magnetic-like attraction to someone more than once, he's intimately aware of it, friends with it.
This isn't it. Gently, gently, he leans in until he can trace his chin along her shoulder, all the while propping himself up. Gaining no further distance.]
[action]
This isn't it. Gently, gently, he leans in until he can trace his chin along her shoulder, all the while propping himself up. Gaining no further distance.]
It alludes me. Me.
[is that a pout]
It makes me crazy and my chest feels...