[ Perhaps it is his exhaustion finally surfacing, or the knowledge that he has done nothing but talk her ear off this entire evening, but when her wordless response comes, he rises to meet it without question. One hand moves to twine gently in her hair even as he leans into the kiss.
It seems as though they no longer have any need for words, because their actions speak quite clearly on their own. As for himself, he refuses to allow his thoughts to stray to the morning and how they will have to separate, each going to attend to their own respective duties.
Eventually, the hand that's in her hair travels to snake around her back so that he might pull her in even closer, not that there is much space between them anymore, but he suddenly feels the need to be as close to her as he can.
And when that first kiss ends, he's quick to replace it with another, for as long as she wishes or until she pulls away. If he falls asleep with his arms around her, well, it is quite a welcome change from sleeping alone as he has done for so long. ]
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It seems as though they no longer have any need for words, because their actions speak quite clearly on their own. As for himself, he refuses to allow his thoughts to stray to the morning and how they will have to separate, each going to attend to their own respective duties.
Eventually, the hand that's in her hair travels to snake around her back so that he might pull her in even closer, not that there is much space between them anymore, but he suddenly feels the need to be as close to her as he can.
And when that first kiss ends, he's quick to replace it with another, for as long as she wishes or until she pulls away. If he falls asleep with his arms around her, well, it is quite a welcome change from sleeping alone as he has done for so long. ]