His fingers are hesitant and gentle on her skin, a question, a promise, and
she lets her eyes flutter shut for a minute before meeting his. It feels
like he must be able to feel her heart quick under his hand.
For so long, this terrifying warning against kissing has been a locked
gate: this feels a little like sneaking over it, slipping through it. Or it
could.
She wants it to.
Blue presses into his fingers a little and leans in to run a thumb over his
lips, to brush lashes and nose in a slow stripe against his neck. She wants
to kiss him, so badly it aches, but if she can't --
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Date: 2016-04-21 01:21 pm (UTC)His fingers are hesitant and gentle on her skin, a question, a promise, and she lets her eyes flutter shut for a minute before meeting his. It feels like he must be able to feel her heart quick under his hand.
For so long, this terrifying warning against kissing has been a locked gate: this feels a little like sneaking over it, slipping through it. Or it could.
She wants it to.
Blue presses into his fingers a little and leans in to run a thumb over his lips, to brush lashes and nose in a slow stripe against his neck. She wants to kiss him, so badly it aches, but if she can't --