[ There's a tremble that passes down her spine from the way he says her name, from the serious look in his eyes as he looks at her, as he starts to talk, and when he's done she's not entirely sure she's heard each of them individually; between the haze from her orgasm and the mingled shock and panic at what she's just said, she's not entirely sure she's processing things correctly. The meaning of them, however, is clear, and Eula reaches up with both hands to cup either side of his face, looking at him in silence for a long moment, her eyes wet and her heart pounding in her breast.
She's scared, but she doesn't want to be. Not when the man in front of herโ still joined with herโ has given her so much of himself, so willingly, offering kindness and patience and asking for nothing in return. He deserves to have all of her in return, to hear the whole of her heart whenever he wishes rather than rely only on the knowledge he already has.
If you want to hear me say it...
Biting her lower lip, Eula unhooks her leg from where it has been wrapped around Diluc, quiet as her eyes search his face. ]
Then tell me. [ She can feel the anxiety pulling at the edges of her voice even as she looks at him, her eyes pleading and her breath short. ] Say it over and over, as many times as it takes until I don't want to run anymore.
[ Perhaps it's a strange solution, but right now it's the only one she's got. And if it means being able to give him everything, like he deserves, then she has to try. ]
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She's scared, but she doesn't want to be. Not when the man in front of herโ still joined with herโ has given her so much of himself, so willingly, offering kindness and patience and asking for nothing in return. He deserves to have all of her in return, to hear the whole of her heart whenever he wishes rather than rely only on the knowledge he already has.
If you want to hear me say it...
Biting her lower lip, Eula unhooks her leg from where it has been wrapped around Diluc, quiet as her eyes search his face. ]
Then tell me. [ She can feel the anxiety pulling at the edges of her voice even as she looks at him, her eyes pleading and her breath short. ] Say it over and over, as many times as it takes until I don't want to run anymore.
[ Perhaps it's a strange solution, but right now it's the only one she's got. And if it means being able to give him everything, like he deserves, then she has to try. ]