[ Revenge? Gods, is he even listening? She just told him that he shouldn't feel sorry for not noticing the Lector sneaking up on him... For as much vengeance as she's decided to take upon him for today, that isn't part of it, and yet his response to her is to tell her to take her revenge later. Her brows furrow as she looks up at him, shaking her head. ]
Didn't I just sayโ
[ He cuts her off with the press of his mouth to hersโ despite herself, she squeaks, surprised by the sudden heat and pressure of it; she should scold him, she knows this, but instead her lips part to his, a dizzied whimper on her tongue as for a single moment she lets him take and give what he needs. There's something in it, something she can sense even if he says nothingโ it sends tremors down her spine and through the whole of her, leaving her feeling like jelly just from this.
Of course, she has no way of knowing the meaning of the unspoken words buried deep within the kiss. But if she didโ with his mouth on hers like this, the protests are gone, forgotten in the depth of her own feelings. Like this, it would be so easy to answer him, to tell him those same three words in reply, words that she knows deep down in her heart but can't even bring herself in most thoughts to admit to herself, let alone him.
Like this, all those doubts and fears are gone.
When he breaks the kiss, his mouth remaining close to hers, she finds herself panting a little, breathless despite how short the moment wasโ it was intense enough that she forgot to breathe, almost forgets to again even now that they're separate, and her eyes remain shut for several long moments as she gets herself back under control. ]
That...
[ She curses her voice, husky and shaken as it is. ]
What was that for?
[ Not that she's complaining. Not really. Only at what it does to her when he kisses her like that. ]
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Didn't I just sayโ
[ He cuts her off with the press of his mouth to hersโ despite herself, she squeaks, surprised by the sudden heat and pressure of it; she should scold him, she knows this, but instead her lips part to his, a dizzied whimper on her tongue as for a single moment she lets him take and give what he needs. There's something in it, something she can sense even if he says nothingโ it sends tremors down her spine and through the whole of her, leaving her feeling like jelly just from this.
Of course, she has no way of knowing the meaning of the unspoken words buried deep within the kiss. But if she didโ with his mouth on hers like this, the protests are gone, forgotten in the depth of her own feelings. Like this, it would be so easy to answer him, to tell him those same three words in reply, words that she knows deep down in her heart but can't even bring herself in most thoughts to admit to herself, let alone him.
Like this, all those doubts and fears are gone.
When he breaks the kiss, his mouth remaining close to hers, she finds herself panting a little, breathless despite how short the moment wasโ it was intense enough that she forgot to breathe, almost forgets to again even now that they're separate, and her eyes remain shut for several long moments as she gets herself back under control. ]
That...
[ She curses her voice, husky and shaken as it is. ]
What was that for?
[ Not that she's complaining. Not really. Only at what it does to her when he kisses her like that. ]