[ It's a little scary, just how open his face suddenly is. She's gotten so used to the usual gradient of boredom, irritation and scorn and everything else inbetween that this... soft, almost pained look is almost jarring. She'd been surprised by just how human he looked when she'd first come here but now it's even more pronounced. For the first time, the thought occurs to her that even the Mors King must be a creature with a heart.
Her hand slowly slides down the length of his spine. The motion of her fingers is light, experimental - a little shy, even and then don't still until she finds the small of his back, just above the root of his tail. She swallows thickly as well. ]
... What if... it doesn't have to be that way?
[ 'What are you thinking?' the last scraps of her common sense howl at her. But she's not really thinking - not right now. Right now, all she can really hear is the blood pounding in her ears and the soft, airy noises of their ragged breaths coming in tandem. ]
The only one saying it is... is you. ... will you look at me properly?
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Her hand slowly slides down the length of his spine. The motion of her fingers is light, experimental - a little shy, even and then don't still until she finds the small of his back, just above the root of his tail. She swallows thickly as well. ]
... What if... it doesn't have to be that way?
[ 'What are you thinking?' the last scraps of her common sense howl at her. But she's not really thinking - not right now. Right now, all she can really hear is the blood pounding in her ears and the soft, airy noises of their ragged breaths coming in tandem. ]
The only one saying it is... is you. ... will you look at me properly?