He didn't say anything, just carefull squeezed her hand, letting her scrunch up his shirt. If it kept her grounded and helped her then he'd let her do almost anything.
Her kisses were almost confirmation, he lost count quickly with the warm feeling settling inside of his head. A mixture of what was going to be, and the vodka. And then she just had to go and say it, the real confirmation. Those four little words made this a blissful moment and jesus he wondered if he was dreaming. Wonder if he'd wake up any moment and it would be day one, and he'd be alone, cold and shaking.
But no, this appeared real, from her firm weight, to the way he nudged his nose into hers with a smile creeping onto his lips. One he knew for a fact wouldn't wash off for a while, a damn long while.
He dropped her hand, lifted both of them up to press against her face, lips finding hers easily and jesus, he clung on because he had to. He wanted to roll her over, press against her and just hold her close but this was new for them both and hell, he was far too pleased with how the situation had gone down. he broke the kiss, almost left breathless but everything because yes, she really had taken his breath away.
"I promise, I'm not going to leave you." He didn't know that, he couldn't make that promise but jesus if there was a choice whether to walk the earth forever or 'move on' he'd take the former option. "I can't even, describe how.." No, his brain had gone and he was suddenly struggling to find the right words to say, but his mind was blank. "Tasha, I can't even tell you how, how happy this makes me." Jesus at this rate his eyes would get all red and watery and he had nothing to blame it on except for the flood of emotion crashing into him like a wave. And relief, jesus so much relief.
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Date: 2013-02-11 10:42 pm (UTC)From:Her kisses were almost confirmation, he lost count quickly with the warm feeling settling inside of his head. A mixture of what was going to be, and the vodka. And then she just had to go and say it, the real confirmation. Those four little words made this a blissful moment and jesus he wondered if he was dreaming. Wonder if he'd wake up any moment and it would be day one, and he'd be alone, cold and shaking.
But no, this appeared real, from her firm weight, to the way he nudged his nose into hers with a smile creeping onto his lips. One he knew for a fact wouldn't wash off for a while, a damn long while.
He dropped her hand, lifted both of them up to press against her face, lips finding hers easily and jesus, he clung on because he had to. He wanted to roll her over, press against her and just hold her close but this was new for them both and hell, he was far too pleased with how the situation had gone down. he broke the kiss, almost left breathless but everything because yes, she really had taken his breath away.
"I promise, I'm not going to leave you." He didn't know that, he couldn't make that promise but jesus if there was a choice whether to walk the earth forever or 'move on' he'd take the former option. "I can't even, describe how.." No, his brain had gone and he was suddenly struggling to find the right words to say, but his mind was blank. "Tasha, I can't even tell you how, how happy this makes me." Jesus at this rate his eyes would get all red and watery and he had nothing to blame it on except for the flood of emotion crashing into him like a wave. And relief, jesus so much relief.