... I long for acknowledgement, for praise and for the joy of knowing my feelings have reached another. I long for the feeling of being enthralled by my passions, even as I am frightened of them.
And right now, I long to run my fingers through your hair.
It does not bother me.[he actually likes fingers running through his hair, tilting his head into the touch and makes a soft sound barely more than exhaled breath, but it's a pleased noise.]
[fox sidles closer when persephone's arms wrap around him, one of his own winding around his waist. he lets out a warm exhale when some of persephone's silky hair brushes his bare skin, and curiously licks at his lips, almost playful]
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Quite a lot of poetry has been written about nights like these. Simple pleasures - beautiful scenery, a nice bath, company on a cool night...
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[gives him a sidelong smile]
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So it is our secret, then?
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Then let it just be between us, then.
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Y... yes.
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...what do you long for, wish for?
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And right now, I long to run my fingers through your hair.
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[and going to shift so that Fox has easier access to his hair.] ...and you may.
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[he lifts a hand to delicately touch persephone's hair, cautious at first and then letting his fingers run through it]
It's beautiful. That is, you are beautiful.
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...thank you.
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... I enjoyed it when we kissed under the water, before.
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[shifts to lean against him fully.]
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but--]
Did you enjoy it, too...?
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[not strictly true, but he is telling the truth this time.]
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[lifts his hand to gently brush persephone's cheek]
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