[Oh, she is quite determined that nothing happen to them. She’s keeping them. Even if they might make Dorian ask questions she’s not sure she’s ready to answer. Not sure she’s ready to hear, either. It’s all... overwhelming, having the truths of whatever this is between them pulled out into the open without choosing to reveal them. And she can’t... regret it happening, not really. Not when she finally knows what it’s like to kiss him. Not when she knows that he feels the same as she does.
No matter how overwhelming and complicated it all is. She needs... to think, she thinks, needs some time to process this all. But she doesn’t want to leave his company even as much as she’s beginning to feeling the faint desire to flee. To find somewhere quiet and think about all of this for a little while.
To try and sort things out a little.
The flowers are carefully in hand and he’s taking her other hand, the one unoccupied by his flowers, and the kiss he presses to the back of it makes her shiver a little, makes her heart flutter. She doesn’t want him to let go of her. But it makes it very difficult to not think about kissing him again. Touching him again.
She laughs softly.]
I... don’t think that I could stay away.
[She could try, might still try, maybe, even though it’s the last thing she truly wants, but there’s still a part of her that thinks it might be for the best.]
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No matter how overwhelming and complicated it all is. She needs... to think, she thinks, needs some time to process this all. But she doesn’t want to leave his company even as much as she’s beginning to feeling the faint desire to flee. To find somewhere quiet and think about all of this for a little while.
To try and sort things out a little.
The flowers are carefully in hand and he’s taking her other hand, the one unoccupied by his flowers, and the kiss he presses to the back of it makes her shiver a little, makes her heart flutter. She doesn’t want him to let go of her. But it makes it very difficult to not think about kissing him again. Touching him again.
She laughs softly.]
I... don’t think that I could stay away.
[She could try, might still try, maybe, even though it’s the last thing she truly wants, but there’s still a part of her that thinks it might be for the best.]