[ Okay, no. Now she squirms harder, trying to twist so she can look him in the eye without actually leaving his lap. Even if she has to fight him a little, she'll do it, just so she can press her forehead to his, lifting her hands to cup his face. Her touch is light, a little shaky.
She's smiling, though teary-eyed. ]
Whatever I deserve, I want you to have the world. ...And if I'm part of that even a little, then I'll consider myself lucky. Okay? If you want me, don't let me go.
Wh- hey, don't look like you're going to cry about it...!
[His grip loosens a little, despite everything. He wants to keep her in his life but he doesn't want to hold her prisoner if she needs to step back and breathe!]
[Any words he has in response are stolen right from his lips by hers. Guess he'll just have to return the sentiment physically, instead. Sorry, cute lunch boxes, but he's shoving them out of the way with his leg as delicately as he can so he can lay back and pull her closer to him.
It's the same kind of reaction he got during their talk about children, too. The promise of a future they can share together... Yeah, he feels the excitement, too.
She loves him. He loves her back. As long as he has that, there's still something good in his life.
[ Lunch can wait! Everything else can wait! Sometimes you just have to put everything else aside for spontaneous bouts of affection. Once he lies back with her, Peony uncurls to stretch out as much as she can on top of him; there's no way she could actually completely blanket or pin him, but at least it's not for lack of trying.
She's smiling almost too much to properly kiss him, though she also tries to deepen it a little once he's settled back. Nothing too serious (yet), but hopefully something that helps demonstrate her enthusiasm for him and his talk about the future.
Maybe it'll be a long while yet before they can be completely settled, but at least they're on the same page here. ]
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[ Okay, no. Now she squirms harder, trying to twist so she can look him in the eye without actually leaving his lap. Even if she has to fight him a little, she'll do it, just so she can press her forehead to his, lifting her hands to cup his face. Her touch is light, a little shaky.
She's smiling, though teary-eyed. ]
Whatever I deserve, I want you to have the world. ...And if I'm part of that even a little, then I'll consider myself lucky. Okay? If you want me, don't let me go.
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[His grip loosens a little, despite everything. He wants to keep her in his life but he doesn't want to hold her prisoner if she needs to step back and breathe!]
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[ What was that about breathing? She's going to kiss him instead, as thoroughly as she can without tongue. Sorry that this is your fate, Mallory. ]
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It's the same kind of reaction he got during their talk about children, too. The promise of a future they can share together... Yeah, he feels the excitement, too.
She loves him. He loves her back. As long as he has that, there's still something good in his life.
It's nice.]
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She's smiling almost too much to properly kiss him, though she also tries to deepen it a little once he's settled back. Nothing too serious (yet), but hopefully something that helps demonstrate her enthusiasm for him and his talk about the future.
Maybe it'll be a long while yet before they can be completely settled, but at least they're on the same page here. ]