[ Her eyes close when he approaches, and a breath she'd been letting out catches in her throat before finally fully escaping. She never thought she'd get so used to metal, that it'd feel just as amazing as skin. To think she craves it so much now.
A few more tears slide down as he lifts her, but at last, she's giving a watery smile, hinting at her true feelings. The warmth radiating off her could rival his body's. There's so much more, though. There's still the nervousness and excitement, of course, but now happiness joins it. Gratefulness. And... ]
I love it, Soundwave.
[ It's about as close as she'll get to letting off that feeling through words. She can easily rationalize it as being the main emotion swirling around his poem, but there's no denying how connected she feels to him. Another dream's become reality. Her life that's been so full of nothingness has more meaning. How can she feel anything but love for that?
Her hand reaches out to hold his faceplate, much the same as he'd held her cheek a few moments before. She keeps her eyes on that glowing visor, no matter how much the red light vaguely stings them. ]
I don't think I'll ever need anything else.
[ She tips forward, her hands sliding down to his chest. It's crazy, feeling this way about someone she's only been able to have the most fleeting of moments with. She knows better, though. A feeling this strong will come whenever it pleases. There's no fighting when Cupid's arrow will strike. ]
My life will never be as bright without you in it.
[ Further in she goes, and her hands slide up to grasp the sides of his head. Her fingers press in, shaking hard, and she kisses his faceplate with all the passion she'd given his masked avatar earlier. There may not be lips there, but it doesn't matter.
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A few more tears slide down as he lifts her, but at last, she's giving a watery smile, hinting at her true feelings. The warmth radiating off her could rival his body's. There's so much more, though. There's still the nervousness and excitement, of course, but now happiness joins it. Gratefulness. And... ]
I love it, Soundwave.
[ It's about as close as she'll get to letting off that feeling through words. She can easily rationalize it as being the main emotion swirling around his poem, but there's no denying how connected she feels to him. Another dream's become reality. Her life that's been so full of nothingness has more meaning. How can she feel anything but love for that?
Her hand reaches out to hold his faceplate, much the same as he'd held her cheek a few moments before. She keeps her eyes on that glowing visor, no matter how much the red light vaguely stings them. ]
I don't think I'll ever need anything else.
[ She tips forward, her hands sliding down to his chest. It's crazy, feeling this way about someone she's only been able to have the most fleeting of moments with. She knows better, though. A feeling this strong will come whenever it pleases. There's no fighting when Cupid's arrow will strike. ]
My life will never be as bright without you in it.
[ Further in she goes, and her hands slide up to grasp the sides of his head. Her fingers press in, shaking hard, and she kisses his faceplate with all the passion she'd given his masked avatar earlier. There may not be lips there, but it doesn't matter.
Nothing matters, as long as she can have him. ]