So awful, isn't it~? Such a grumpy mech like you, someone's faaaavorite~
[ No more gentle teasing beyond that. She's too entranced once he grasps her wrist and tends to the wound she'd been already halfway to forgetting about. Something so tiny? It was hardly worth a thought. She's had worse, unfortunately. But now...
Heat blossoms not only in her chest, but also pools low in her abdomen. She's sure it's just some wires getting crossed inside, her affection and attraction to him drawing out some of her more carnal wants. The pleasure ends up being brief, anyway, so she doesn't have to worry about being turned on during a special moment. Besides, it was sweet of him. Really, ah...
Romantic.
There's a tiny squeak when they're suddenly horizontal, and she blinks at him for a moment before the nuzzles have her smiling all over again. Wow. She feels even warmer. So comfortable. ]
You don't have to...um. [ Hold on, she needs to yawn. ] Sorry. You don't have to say anything else. You're welcome.
[ While he's been saying and doing things that'd keep sending her heart into overdrive, his rose just makes her comfier. Had they fallen into a field of poppies instead? Should she be asking which part of the maze leads to Oz? ]
And now it's almost like we gave each other rings. Ahaha...
[ Her head sinks onto his chest, and despite the heavy weight of sleepiness settling over her, she's careful to lie on the side that doesn't have the most precious rose in the universe on it. And, after a bit of effort, she manages to find one of his hands to hold it again. ]
Maybe I can even be your--your... [ She yawns again, further giving in to the comfort of his chest, imagining her own heartbeat to drift off to. ] Your...conjunctivitis?
[ Even if she weren't falling asleep, she'd have mangled the right word just as badly. But he'll get the gist, she's sure. If not? He can correct her once she's awake, because she's moments away from falling asleep. She'll be sure to tell him all about her trip to Oz soon enough. ]
no subject
[ No more gentle teasing beyond that. She's too entranced once he grasps her wrist and tends to the wound she'd been already halfway to forgetting about. Something so tiny? It was hardly worth a thought. She's had worse, unfortunately. But now...
Heat blossoms not only in her chest, but also pools low in her abdomen. She's sure it's just some wires getting crossed inside, her affection and attraction to him drawing out some of her more carnal wants. The pleasure ends up being brief, anyway, so she doesn't have to worry about being turned on during a special moment. Besides, it was sweet of him. Really, ah...
Romantic.
There's a tiny squeak when they're suddenly horizontal, and she blinks at him for a moment before the nuzzles have her smiling all over again. Wow. She feels even warmer. So comfortable. ]
You don't have to...um. [ Hold on, she needs to yawn. ] Sorry. You don't have to say anything else. You're welcome.
[ While he's been saying and doing things that'd keep sending her heart into overdrive, his rose just makes her comfier. Had they fallen into a field of poppies instead? Should she be asking which part of the maze leads to Oz? ]
And now it's almost like we gave each other rings. Ahaha...
[ Her head sinks onto his chest, and despite the heavy weight of sleepiness settling over her, she's careful to lie on the side that doesn't have the most precious rose in the universe on it. And, after a bit of effort, she manages to find one of his hands to hold it again. ]
Maybe I can even be your--your... [ She yawns again, further giving in to the comfort of his chest, imagining her own heartbeat to drift off to. ] Your...conjunctivitis?
[ Even if she weren't falling asleep, she'd have mangled the right word just as badly. But he'll get the gist, she's sure. If not? He can correct her once she's awake, because she's moments away from falling asleep. She'll be sure to tell him all about her trip to Oz soon enough. ]