[There is something about watching him fade that she likes. Is it the slow descent of someone else's control slipping away? Is it that glazed look in his eyes as she lowers the curtains of his vision? Maybe it's the way he accepts her, the pain, and the darkening world without complaint. Tohsaka herself is nearly lulled into that bliss as well. Enchanted by the way his body relents to her even pressure.
The trance is broken when he suddenly pulls her away from his neck. Vivid and blue, her eyes fly open wide at the quick break in play. Rin's gloved hands twitch in his hold, and her balance falters briefly because she had been leaning a bit of her weight into the hold. A smile cuts across her lips in an attempt to sweep both her surprise and her previous wonder under the rug.]
Satisfied? I'll roll next if you return my wrists.
[Oh, the sound of his voice — hindered by his injured throat — is lovely. Even lovelier with the knowledge that she's the one that made it that way.]
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The trance is broken when he suddenly pulls her away from his neck. Vivid and blue, her eyes fly open wide at the quick break in play. Rin's gloved hands twitch in his hold, and her balance falters briefly because she had been leaning a bit of her weight into the hold. A smile cuts across her lips in an attempt to sweep both her surprise and her previous wonder under the rug.]
Satisfied? I'll roll next if you return my wrists.
[Oh, the sound of his voice — hindered by his injured throat — is lovely. Even lovelier with the knowledge that she's the one that made it that way.]