[ The fact that he leans into it is all the encouragement she needs, enough to unlock what she'd stowed away to be dealt with in some undefined later when things with the town didn't seem quite so fucked. But it's clear that day's not coming, and the thought that she could just wake up someday and Prompto would be gone puts a little edge of desperation into it.
Her hand slips back, fingertips edging into his hair as she opens her mouth against the swell of his lip. Edging closer until she's practically in his lap, hands sure and stomach knotting.
She's always been better with actions than words, anyway. ]
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Date: 2017-06-11 10:12 pm (UTC)Her hand slips back, fingertips edging into his hair as she opens her mouth against the swell of his lip. Edging closer until she's practically in his lap, hands sure and stomach knotting.
She's always been better with actions than words, anyway. ]