[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.