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CROSSING THE LINE

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Pairing: James Wilson x Reader

Slow Burn, Friends-to-Lovers, Repressed Feelings Exploding into Passion

Wilson had always been careful with you.

Too careful.

You had spent months—years, maybe—hovering in that frustrating in-between space with him. Friends, but more than friends. Close, but never close enough.

You saw it in the way he looked at you when he thought you weren’t watching. The way his fingers sometimes lingered when he handed you a file. The way his breath hitched when you laughed, as if the sound did something to him.

But he never crossed that line.

Until tonight.

It started with dinner.

You had spent the evening at his apartment, curled up on his couch, talking about everything and nothing over takeout. It wasn’t unusual—these nights had become a comfortable routine.

But tonight felt... different.

Maybe it was the way Wilson looked at you when you stretched out on his couch, his gaze dipping lower than usual before he quickly looked away. Maybe it was the way his voice softened when he asked if you wanted another glass of wine.

Or maybe it was the way you felt—warm, restless, drawn to him in a way that was getting harder to ignore.

And then, without thinking, you said it.

"Why do you always hold back with me?"

Wilson stiffened, his wine glass pausing halfway to his lips. "What?"

You sat up, facing him. "You know what I mean. You—" You gestured vaguely. "You look at me like you want me, and then you pretend you don’t."

Silence.

His throat bobbed as he swallowed. He set his glass down carefully, fingers tightening around the stem like he needed something to ground himself.

"You don’t know what you’re asking for." His voice was low, strained.

"Yes, I do."

A long pause.

Then—Wilson exhaled sharply and ran a hand through his hair, something breaking inside him. "God, you have no idea how much I want you."

And just like that, the line you had danced around for so long disappeared.

The next second, his hands were on you—hesitant at first, like he was still debating whether this was a mistake. But when you grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, his restraint snapped.

His lips crashed against yours, years of pent-up tension spilling over in a kiss that was far from careful. His hands framed your face, tilting your head to deepen it, and you let out a soft, needy sound against his mouth.

That sound did something to him.

Wilson groaned, one hand sliding down to your waist, pulling you into his lap in one fluid motion. You gasped against his lips, fingers tangling in his hair, feeling the heat of him pressing against you.

"Tell me to stop," he muttered against your skin, lips trailing along your jaw, down your neck.

You shivered. "Don’t you dare."

His breath hitched, and then his mouth was back on yours—slower this time, but just as hungry. He kissed you like he was memorizing every sigh, every gasp, every way you responded to him.

His hands slid beneath the fabric of your shirt, fingertips tracing your spine, sending shivers down your body. When he finally pulled back, his forehead resting against yours, his breathing was ragged.

"I can't lose you," he murmured, voice raw. "That’s why I held back. Because if I have you, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go."

You cupped his face, thumb brushing over his cheek. "Then don’t."

A beat of silence.

And then—his lips were on yours again, and there was no turning back.

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