That she was happy, was all he wanted, bringing the barest of smiles to his mouth. Then she was continuing, and it took him a moment to process the words. His hearbeat was too loud in his ears, seeming almost to have sped up.
Yuffie, is going to have a heart-attack. And I don't care. The thought in his brain almost made him laugh, almost. As always, she had his attention more than anything else, aside from her safety. "We both need to live. In the present." Still that smile, left hand moving to brush her hair back.
Starting to lean forward, then pausing. A moment, before there was no more hesitation. Head tilting, mouth seeking her own and giving her more than enough time to pull away, to let him know she did not want this. Then lips met lips, a soft breath against her mouth, touch still gentle, but firm.
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Date: 2016-02-25 07:49 am (UTC)Yuffie, is going to have a heart-attack. And I don't care. The thought in his brain almost made him laugh, almost. As always, she had his attention more than anything else, aside from her safety. "We both need to live. In the present." Still that smile, left hand moving to brush her hair back.
Starting to lean forward, then pausing. A moment, before there was no more hesitation. Head tilting, mouth seeking her own and giving her more than enough time to pull away, to let him know she did not want this. Then lips met lips, a soft breath against her mouth, touch still gentle, but firm.