[ It's the way she looks at him that strikes him mute on the spot. Like he's special, which he is, he knows this at his best moments, and yet. Like she cares for him already. Like he's something precious as opposed to something dangerous. Like this means something. He blinks around that final thought as she smooths his hair, laughs, touches his face, trying to fit it into his own personal cosmology of her, but he can't manage any words just yet.
What would he say? Please always look at me like that, perhaps, but no, too desperate. His breath shudders out in small gasps to match her terribly soft kisses. His hands reach blindly for her sides, finding the laces and fastenings for her armor there and undoing them swiftly.
Not until she speaks, and his ears register the faint clink of one of the buckles of his armor comes undone, does he regain his voice. ]
Glad to hear it.
[ In part because this is what he's doing, either way. In part, because it confirms for him that she has no reservations about the two of them at this moment, and that's important to him in a way that he wasn't prepared to ask questions about.
Whatever she is offering, whether this is only for now or if it an open door whose threshold he can't see beyond in this moment, he knows he'll accept it. Right now he is powerless to do otherwise in the face of her touch, her expression, her soft praise of his behavior. ]
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What would he say? Please always look at me like that, perhaps, but no, too desperate. His breath shudders out in small gasps to match her terribly soft kisses. His hands reach blindly for her sides, finding the laces and fastenings for her armor there and undoing them swiftly.
Not until she speaks, and his ears register the faint clink of one of the buckles of his armor comes undone, does he regain his voice. ]
Glad to hear it.
[ In part because this is what he's doing, either way. In part, because it confirms for him that she has no reservations about the two of them at this moment, and that's important to him in a way that he wasn't prepared to ask questions about.
Whatever she is offering, whether this is only for now or if it an open door whose threshold he can't see beyond in this moment, he knows he'll accept it. Right now he is powerless to do otherwise in the face of her touch, her expression, her soft praise of his behavior. ]