[ Hands delicately cupping his face, Pyrrha tips her head down to meet him halfway. Something as simple as a kiss and she feels better than she has in days. Brought back to life like some fairytale heroine. It's hard to describe how light would feel against flesh if it were made solid, tangible - but she feels that, too. The pulsing glow of his activated Semblance (she still can scarcely believe it, after so long of her encouragement and his dwindling hopes--) fills her, like something extra, slipping between bone and vein as if it belongs there.
For a little while, Pyrrha feels like the person she was before Cinder.
The kiss goes deeper and deeper. She doesn't let up. She doesn't allow either to breathe. With his Semblance seeping into her skin, it barely feels like it matters. Already, the bed shudders underneath them, wood groaning and compromised not by their physical weight but their emotional feedback. Already, her heart is racing. She wants to assauge his nervousness, she wants to remind him why she's the only lock that fits his key. With a noise made into his mouth, one that she can't quite control, Pyrrha pushes them both down onto the bed.
Some minutes letter, she looks at him, simultaneously indulgent and abashed. Actually, there's a lot of words for what she's feeling. Pleased. Disappointed. Bewildered. Amused.
??? ← That's an emotion too.
Pyrrha gently brushes some hair out of his eyes. Their state of undress is about halfway. ]
It's okay, you know. [ She'll add, after a thought-- ] I do have this room for the whole night.
[ In her opinion, he has nothing to be embarrassed of. Sometimes bodies simply act independently of the will. Pyrrha humours his theorising regardless. Once again, she brings his hands up, holding them in her own. Even if the glow has subsided. One of his hands to cling tight to, letting it rest against her cheek - and then lowering her lips to kiss the inside of his wrist, right where his pulse leaps. ]
... We'll go back tomorrow morning, okay?
[ Like the week Ozpin showed up, she needs Jaune and Jaune alone. No one else. ]
[ Nora is still away for now, and he trusts the other team to look after themselves for a day. Staying here isn't only for Pyrrha, but it's something he needs for himself, too. And honestly? Who would be in any hurry to abandon this right now, not when the prettiest girl he's ever known is... doing that... ]
Y'know, I haven't forgotten what I learned that night at Selenium...
[ It's an incredibly selfless option, seeing as it does nothing for him. Not for the first time, Pyrrha is struck with the knowledge that she chose the sweetest, most wonderful man she's ever known, and how much worse it was that she almost lost him. She brushes a tear away from her eyelid. It's not necessarily an indication of sadness; it's more a combination of things, all heady and all effective. ]
I'd like that.
[ Impulsively, she kisses him again. It's softer than before, and taking its time. ]
... I love you.
[ Saying it twice in one thread day might be a record for her. ]
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For a little while, Pyrrha feels like the person she was before Cinder.
The kiss goes deeper and deeper. She doesn't let up. She doesn't allow either to breathe. With his Semblance seeping into her skin, it barely feels like it matters. Already, the bed shudders underneath them, wood groaning and compromised not by their physical weight but their emotional feedback. Already, her heart is racing. She wants to assauge his nervousness, she wants to remind him why she's the only lock that fits his key. With a noise made into his mouth, one that she can't quite control, Pyrrha pushes them both down onto the bed.
Some minutes letter, she looks at him, simultaneously indulgent and abashed. Actually, there's a lot of words for what she's feeling. Pleased. Disappointed. Bewildered. Amused.
??? ← That's an emotion too.
Pyrrha gently brushes some hair out of his eyes. Their state of undress is about halfway. ]
It's okay, you know. [ She'll add, after a thought-- ] I do have this room for the whole night.
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She's so understanding, and he loves her for it, and yet... he feels so embarrassed. ]
I-- I'm not sure how that happened. Maybe it's dangerous to do it with the Semblance active...
[ yeah. yeah, that's it. he was losing too much aura. yup!! ]
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[ In her opinion, he has nothing to be embarrassed of. Sometimes bodies simply act independently of the will. Pyrrha humours his theorising regardless. Once again, she brings his hands up, holding them in her own. Even if the glow has subsided. One of his hands to cling tight to, letting it rest against her cheek - and then lowering her lips to kiss the inside of his wrist, right where his pulse leaps. ]
... We'll go back tomorrow morning, okay?
[ Like the week Ozpin showed up, she needs Jaune and Jaune alone. No one else. ]
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[ Nora is still away for now, and he trusts the other team to look after themselves for a day. Staying here isn't only for Pyrrha, but it's something he needs for himself, too. And honestly? Who would be in any hurry to abandon this right now, not when the prettiest girl he's ever known is... doing that... ]
Y'know, I haven't forgotten what I learned that night at Selenium...
[ Juuust saying it's an option. ]
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I'd like that.
[ Impulsively, she kisses him again. It's softer than before, and taking its time. ]
... I love you.
[ Saying it twice in one
threadday might be a record for her. ]