[Slow is a pace he's comfortable for when it came to her. They're going into unknown territory neither has an experience in. Guesses are all he has at best, the limited knowledge gathered from living about in the underground. Much of is useless once dug back up, but it's better they go in expecting nothing and learning together.
A different switch is flipped outside their moments alone. He cares, yet he doesn't let it overtake him and hurt the both of them. She's capable of handling herself and when the need comes, he'll offer his hand in helping. Pulling her to for a quick kiss isn't safe, not outside, though he's bitten his lip back from wanting to. It keeps them safe, that no public knowledge of their relationship is shared. No plans made against them by using them.
One day he hopes otherwise. It's a day on the horizon that gives him reason to consider a future, but for now it's kept in the confines of meetings and dark corners.
Her laughter is wonderful. Something that ought to come out more, be it jokes and loving gestures. It makes him forget a lot of things, makes them seem human in their time together.]
Several, but we just need on. [Releasing her is difficult, but it's for moving forward. Hands let go and she steps back from him giving him better sight of her body. Her curves are subtle from her chest to her legs, her face lit up and eyes too easy to get lost in. Going to one knee he takes the bottle and stands back up turning his head toward one of the bed rooms.]
Is that one alright? [It's a room with a bed, simple and plain, the colors all dim. It looks good, just right for them because it's only them that matters in greater scheme of things.] Shall we? [He offers his free hand and a soft smile to lead them.]
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Date: 2016-02-04 05:14 am (UTC)From:A different switch is flipped outside their moments alone. He cares, yet he doesn't let it overtake him and hurt the both of them. She's capable of handling herself and when the need comes, he'll offer his hand in helping. Pulling her to for a quick kiss isn't safe, not outside, though he's bitten his lip back from wanting to. It keeps them safe, that no public knowledge of their relationship is shared. No plans made against them by using them.
One day he hopes otherwise. It's a day on the horizon that gives him reason to consider a future, but for now it's kept in the confines of meetings and dark corners.
Her laughter is wonderful. Something that ought to come out more, be it jokes and loving gestures. It makes him forget a lot of things, makes them seem human in their time together.]
Several, but we just need on. [Releasing her is difficult, but it's for moving forward. Hands let go and she steps back from him giving him better sight of her body. Her curves are subtle from her chest to her legs, her face lit up and eyes too easy to get lost in. Going to one knee he takes the bottle and stands back up turning his head toward one of the bed rooms.]
Is that one alright? [It's a room with a bed, simple and plain, the colors all dim. It looks good, just right for them because it's only them that matters in greater scheme of things.] Shall we? [He offers his free hand and a soft smile to lead them.]