003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[icarusalsoflew]

Take a prompt, take some time, drop in as you like. If you're from Eudio, though, mosey on down here.

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[larue]

[ Watching you like this, seeing the expressions that cross your face gives him this sinking sensation in his chest.

It's not a bad one. It really isn't, but it's surprising and it catches him off balance because just as he's remembering the words he'd traded with the Malice King on that wall, he's pushing up and carefully setting a softly protesting Mitsuru on his lap, one hand moving to catch your shoulder, the other following shortly to turn your face to his.

The look on his face is open and earnest and maybe... just a little bit scared. But he presses his lips to yours and it's like his heart is there with each shift of his lips.

When he does pull back ( some... two? three minutes later? ) his eyes flutter shut and he presses his forehead to your temple. ]

So does this mean I can keep you? [ Soft, hopeful, and totally, totally gone on you. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[He's responding to that urgency, because he wants nothing more than to put you at ease and show in everything that he does - his words, his gestures, the little ways he answers you - that he means it.

This time, his answer is also soft because the taste of your mouth and the feel of your lips and tongue on his has left him a little breathless. If only you could understand what it's like, LaRue, to be so perfectly attuned to someone with all of ones' senses.]

Yes.

[And you'll have him for as long as you want him.]

[larue]

[ There are words on the tip of his tongue -- words he wants to say, because it feels so right to say them.

But he won't. Not yet. Not when this is all so new even if he feels certain that they won't change, except in the way that he'd seen his parents look at each other, once, long ago.

No. Not, just yet. So he'll kiss you instead and smile against your mouth, one hand's fingers tracing the curve of your ear. ] Good.