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

[icarusalsoflew]

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[icarusalsoflew]

[Laughing at that, and leaning in to nip playfully at your bottom lip.]

Are you sure we're just going to make out?

[Sending you a Significant Look now.]

[larue]

[ There's that smile. ]

Well, we could start with that.

[ Kissing you again, just because he can. ]

As for what happens after... [ grinning against your mouth now. ] Well.

[icarusalsoflew]

[He'll top that kiss you just gave him with one of his own. Is he relaxed enough to start getting turned on? Just a little bit.]

It would be a most satisfying way to end this evening, in my humble opinion.

[larue]

[ He'll slip his hand into yours now and tangle your fingers together as he unfolds his legs from underneath him. ]

Then let's go. [ It's been a long day and he'd like nothing better than to spend the remainder of the evening in your arms. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[He'll stand up as well, and pretty much immediately step right back into your space in order to kiss you. That one lingers, and there's a funny sort of look when he pulls back just enough to put his forehead against yours and catch his breath over your lips.

Give him a bit. It's a little hard to look at you right now, since it has occurred to him, yet again, that you've kind of saved his life, and he is kind of really gone on you, and yet the both of you won't have nearly as much time together as he would have liked.]

[larue]

[ Okay, wait.

Those are his hands coming up to frame your face and tip your eyes up to his. He's not going to force it, not if you don't want to -- because then he's going to bend his knees a little so that he can peer at you instead. ]

Hey... [ That's said gently.

He won't press. He wants to have faith that one of these days, maybe when things slow down a little ( shooting for the moon, but what the heck, right? ) you'll start voicing your thoughts to him voluntarily.

He has an idea what this could be about. But he doesn't want to think too hard along those lines either. The time you have with each other is precious -- and could be put to better use outside of worrying. It's a work-in-progress though, because he has his own angst about the limited Time that you two have, but he doesn't want a repeat of the lead-up to Ireland. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Sorry.

[That's coming out a little too soft and a touch helpless. He's smiling, though, and while it's a funny sort of gesture, it isn't entirely broken.]

I just... I'm really happy that you're in my life.

[larue]

Don't apologize for that.

[ And he's drawing you back into his arms, right up against his body, mouth slanting over yours. He's going to kiss you for a little longer than he normally would, but without the heat that would usually push you both to hightail it for a private space. Just a long and heartfelt kiss that echoes the words you've given him.

When he breaks off though, there's a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. ]

You sure about that?

[ He's teasing, by the way. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Yeah.

[Why wouldn't he be? You've both come a long way, even if some people - other practical immortals included - might scoff at it "simply being a matter of months".

One thing he's learned because of his "condition"? Every fucking second counts.]

[larue]

[ The look in his eyes is softening at that. He's also tracing a thumb across your cheek. ]

I've had a number of really amazing things come into my life in the last couple of months... [ that's one hand skimming down the length of your arm before he catches your hand and threads his fingers through yours. ]

You're the one that tops that list though.

[ Yes, he's lifting your hand and pressing a kiss over your knuckles. ]

Let's go? [ He's ready to bounce when you are. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[It's horrible how, in spite of the fact that he's a little above a thousand years old, those words and that last thing you pull makes his chest light and his stomach flutter in a way that probably shouldn't happen to somebody like him.

You're something else, Mister Joshua LaRue.]

Let's.