It was an innocent question, or at least posed innocently, and from Fate that meant quite a lot - she knew just how easy it was, to tease her, especially flustered like this. Knew the restraint involved.
(Could feel the kindness.)
It was an innocent question, but did not come with incredibly innocent answers, and it took everything she had just to try to ignore the answers that her body wanted to give. The ones that demanded to override her concious mind. The ones that were suddenly very, very well aware of how small the room was and how close he stood and the deep, subtle scent - soap and leather and a touch of the forest - that she could taste on every breath.
It was temptation, pure and simple, and it had been a long time since she had to deal with it, so forcefully.
A long time since it had grown from such kindness. (If it had ever.)
Her fingers twitched with thought, but she didn't give into the urge to pull him down into her lap, but at the same time couldn't quite pull away.]
I-- I am sure it will pass. I should not-- [But the thought of dismissing him, now, was almost worse than the thought of begging him to stay, and it twisted her gut painfully.]
-- It will pass, but if you would... stay with me until it does, I would be.. extremely thankful.
[She shifted further up onto the mattress, to give him room to actually sit down, if he was inclined to.]
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It was an innocent question, or at least posed innocently, and from Fate that meant quite a lot - she knew just how easy it was, to tease her, especially flustered like this. Knew the restraint involved.
(Could feel the kindness.)
It was an innocent question, but did not come with incredibly innocent answers, and it took everything she had just to try to ignore the answers that her body wanted to give. The ones that demanded to override her concious mind. The ones that were suddenly very, very well aware of how small the room was and how close he stood and the deep, subtle scent - soap and leather and a touch of the forest - that she could taste on every breath.
It was temptation, pure and simple, and it had been a long time since she had to deal with it, so forcefully.
A long time since it had grown from such kindness. (If it had ever.)
Her fingers twitched with thought, but she didn't give into the urge to pull him down into her lap, but at the same time couldn't quite pull away.]
I-- I am sure it will pass. I should not-- [But the thought of dismissing him, now, was almost worse than the thought of begging him to stay, and it twisted her gut painfully.]
-- It will pass, but if you would... stay with me until it does, I would be.. extremely thankful.
[She shifted further up onto the mattress, to give him room to actually sit down, if he was inclined to.]