[ Her strong, slender fingers slip into his hair and grip hard and another half-choked groan lurches from his chest. It's impossible to tell if she's shaking in his arms or if he's shaking in hers, hard shudders tensing every muscle as he brings her close. She meets him like a gathering storm, overwhelming him with sensation as his metal arm winds around her waist and drags her close, nearly into his lap.
Even when she pulls back, her eyes huge and dark in the flickering firelight, he feels caught in her gravity, her kisses still burning on his mouth, in his blood. He feels as drunk on her touch as he's ever been on a bottle of wine, with the same fuzzy, numbed heat of alcohol flushing color into his pale cheeks.
There's a question in her eyes, in the way she slides her hand to his chest to spread her fingers over his racing heart, and he slides his left arm from around her to place his cool fabricated hand over hers. Despite the rising flood of need, his touch is gentle when he curls metal fingers around hers.
He swallows; nods. ]
Yes.
[ His eyes, too, are wide and dark, nearly black with dilated pupils, but he has just enough of a slipping fingerhold on his own sanity to try and catch his breath, to ask her the same question. ]
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Date: 2025-05-20 10:11 pm (UTC)Even when she pulls back, her eyes huge and dark in the flickering firelight, he feels caught in her gravity, her kisses still burning on his mouth, in his blood. He feels as drunk on her touch as he's ever been on a bottle of wine, with the same fuzzy, numbed heat of alcohol flushing color into his pale cheeks.
There's a question in her eyes, in the way she slides her hand to his chest to spread her fingers over his racing heart, and he slides his left arm from around her to place his cool fabricated hand over hers. Despite the rising flood of need, his touch is gentle when he curls metal fingers around hers.
He swallows; nods. ]
Yes.
[ His eyes, too, are wide and dark, nearly black with dilated pupils, but he has just enough of a slipping fingerhold on his own sanity to try and catch his breath, to ask her the same question. ]
Yes?