[ despite the initial apprehension lance shows, shu doesn't display any semblance of releasing him. ... and though, he'd hate to admit it, the warmth beneath his finger tips was a bit calming. another sign (and definitive proof, even if... smaller scale) that the other male before him was alive. that others, despite the fire, were likely doing equally well. or so, he'd theorize...
if he weren't as absorbed in the sheer chances of this fateful encounter? though, he's not even sure if that's the right word. it sure doesn't feel like it. ] ... I pictured you slicker. [ his skin, that is. ] Wet? [ he gives a shakes of his head. ]
You're not going to tell me some princess kissed you, are you?
healing him with this chance meeting :*
if he weren't as absorbed in the sheer chances of this fateful encounter? though, he's not even sure if that's the right word. it sure doesn't feel like it. ] ... I pictured you slicker. [ his skin, that is. ] Wet? [ he gives a shakes of his head. ]
You're not going to tell me some princess kissed you, are you?