[ He feels a little deaf. Like the room is too eerily quiet that the silence has its own hum of sound, his breathing making far too much noise even if each intake is slow and deliberate. His heart.is alsp thudding in his chest, reminding him a little of the last game he'd ever played, whole and well before his second life.
He's like that for about a minute, and then you'll feel him easing off his weight over you -- just a little, as well as the tremor that goes through the arms bracing his weight on either side of you.
He's... not planning to move. Not yet. Being this close allows him to enjoy the luxury of breathing in your skin, basking in your warmth.
He takes a long ( and oddly content-sounding ) breath before he murmurs: ] So.
Is this going into the night right right way?
[ Yes, he's smiling against your shoulder. No, he didn't mean to think about Shin Yamatai, he just remembered that dig because... because. ]
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He's like that for about a minute, and then you'll feel him easing off his weight over you -- just a little, as well as the tremor that goes through the arms bracing his weight on either side of you.
He's... not planning to move. Not yet. Being this close allows him to enjoy the luxury of breathing in your skin, basking in your warmth.
He takes a long ( and oddly content-sounding ) breath before he murmurs: ] So.
Is this going into the night right right way?
[ Yes, he's smiling against your shoulder. No, he didn't mean to think about Shin Yamatai, he just remembered that dig because... because. ]