[ there are two elements at work here, equally overwhelming. There is his arm wrapped around her, their lips pressed together and the distracting touch just behind his neck and then there is the little volcano of feelings, his to her and hers to him, the way he cannot tell where his love begins and hers ends.
There is an absolute refusal to feel anything but fortunate for it. For all the timeline mess and all the loss, he can't feel anything but rare, absolute happiness here and now, with her. This interaction, physical and mental knocks the air right out of his lungs. He could kiss her like this all day.
Even when he breaks for air, moments later, he keeps her close, forehead rested against hers. ]
More than anything.
[ it's whispered to the little space between him and her, as if until now they were having some sort of conversation this fits into. ]
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july 4th » action
Date: 2016-07-14 12:29 am (UTC)There is an absolute refusal to feel anything but fortunate for it. For all the timeline mess and all the loss, he can't feel anything but rare, absolute happiness here and now, with her. This interaction, physical and mental knocks the air right out of his lungs. He could kiss her like this all day.
Even when he breaks for air, moments later, he keeps her close, forehead rested against hers. ]
More than anything.
[ it's whispered to the little space between him and her, as if until now they were having some sort of conversation this fits into. ]