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ᴍᴇssᴇʀ "ᴛʏʀᴀɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴs" ɪʜʟᴇғᴇʟᴅ ([personal profile] axiality) wrote in [community profile] piers 2016-06-16 07:32 am (UTC)

[ Messer leans in for her as their lips meet, encouraged by the touch she tracks up the back of his neck, through his hair. An action that leaves nothing but light shapes on the back of his eyes, and the sound of his heartbeat in his ears. It's thunderous in comparison to how softly it carries out — their first kiss is gentle, supportive, and he almost fails to restrain himself on the second. It'd be so easy to fall into more, to take this want and fly with it, but her warning sits pretty in the back of his mind. Innocuous, melodic. He tilts his jaw, leaving a lingering kiss on her bottom lip. His own quirk, just at the corners, and if she's quick, she'll catch it before he breaks it.

A small smile, meant for her. As they usually are. He exhales, a short huff, touching his brow to hers again.
]

Understood.

[ Instinctively, Messer falls into line with her, eyes opening to wisps of red on his peripherals, the shape her lashes make against her cheek. His fingers have traveled through her length of hair to settle on her neck, thumb just shy of her jawline. If this is the last thing he'll ever do, he knows that being tangled up in her like this just once would've been worth it.

But it won't be the last time.

Knowing that, he moves to settle down on his side, urging her to lay with him. He can know what unspoken promise exists between them now, but he's still not going to be quick to let go of her.
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