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am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com) wrote on September 12th, 2011 at 06:31 am

[He doesn't feel quite as silly closing his eyes and taking a deep breath when she's this close and cheek to cheek and can't see him doing it. She can probably feel the breath, but the eyes part, no. Because this is a bit different. They'd kissed before, but had been possessed, so it didn't count. And all the mid-, post-, pre-danger hugging was there before, but that was different too. Half the time it was out of sheer exuberance, and the other half a combination of 'yes this is a living person', 'yes this is the correct living person', and 'wow I really like this person'. This... This is contact for the sake of contact, and as tactile as he is, that is something he's grown unaccustomed to having in several ways over this more recent segment of his life in particular. Slowness is good, and unspoken, and he can feel those little human hormones every now and then and marvels at her willingness to be so slow about it all. But for the moment, he's going to let his head fall forward a little so that it's resting in the crook of her neck - actually with the height difference it sort of feels like lying down, which is kind of nice - and let a little of all the tension ease out.]

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