[Improv]

Summary: Your heart is pounding so hard you can feel it in your throat. The world's closing in and you can't catch your breath. But then he's there, pulling you against his chest, voice low and steady in your ear. "I've got you now." He counts your breaths with you, walks you through every sensation until the panic loosens its grip. And when you finally melt into him, he just holds you tighter.

Pet Names: sweetheart, good girl, my girl