[ there's a warmth that blooms inside her chest when she sees him smile back at her, and then he moves in to kiss her again, tilting her face up to his, and her hand comes up to cup the side of his face, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone. her head tilts so she can taste him better, her tongue seeking entrance to his mouth as her hand turns to press their palms together, linking their fingers. ]
[more than exist in this, he could get lost in this — and maybe he does. time is barely a concept that has any meaning to him anymore as he parts his lips open under hers to let her in, as he tugs on their now-joined hands to press her body closer to his in search of her warmth, like he can't help but be drawn to it. like he can't help but sink into —
lungs burning, cassian is forced to come up for air, and in the space that he pulls back, reality returns. there's a scent of what's coming from the stove — nothing burned, so it's nothing dire, but it's going to need his attention soon. and:]
Later, [he promises, and the smile on his mouth shows it's a promise he intends to keep.] I think I'm going to need a lot more time for my idea. [as if he can't help it, though, he leans in for another kiss, murmuring against her lips:] At least for it to be done right.
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lungs burning, cassian is forced to come up for air, and in the space that he pulls back, reality returns. there's a scent of what's coming from the stove — nothing burned, so it's nothing dire, but it's going to need his attention soon. and:]
Later, [he promises, and the smile on his mouth shows it's a promise he intends to keep.] I think I'm going to need a lot more time for my idea. [as if he can't help it, though, he leans in for another kiss, murmuring against her lips:] At least for it to be done right.