[He's not ignorant to the warmth at his neck, though he'd feign as much to save face. Sentimentality doesn't apply to him -- processing closeness results in brain breakage...or used to. It was fine for a while, and it all turned into a regrettable affair if only because a major plotpoint in his life is having close bonds abruptly removed. It isn't worth indulging, acknowledging, enjoying...
You don't have to say anything, it's a near-gripe that remains unfinished, quashed by that warmth he's so supposedly detached from. Trust -- she should trust him, by all means, but it's surprising to hear outloud. Like how couples need to be reassured occasionally of their affection with words, thoughts taking form. He very nearly feels vulnerable -- the hand looping around his middle works a strange tightness in his chest.
He's accommodating either way, shifting and brushing his hips to hers in the process of.]
Huh?
[As if he needs to buy himself more time.]
It's fine.
[He's being virginal about this, but his hand does move to cradle the back of her head, rather than just lying across her like deadweight.]
time to heck this up -the gingers
[He's not ignorant to the warmth at his neck, though he'd feign as much to save face. Sentimentality doesn't apply to him -- processing closeness results in brain breakage...or used to. It was fine for a while, and it all turned into a regrettable affair if only because a major plotpoint in his life is having close bonds abruptly removed. It isn't worth indulging, acknowledging, enjoying...
You don't have to say anything, it's a near-gripe that remains unfinished, quashed by that warmth he's so supposedly detached from. Trust -- she should trust him, by all means, but it's surprising to hear outloud. Like how couples need to be reassured occasionally of their affection with words, thoughts taking form. He very nearly feels vulnerable -- the hand looping around his middle works a strange tightness in his chest.
He's accommodating either way, shifting and brushing his hips to hers in the process of.]
Huh?
[As if he needs to buy himself more time.]
It's fine.
[He's being virginal about this, but his hand does move to cradle the back of her head, rather than just lying across her like deadweight.]