[ Zero's probably had dreams like this before, however none have been so inexplicably vivid. Especially not from the very beginning.
Momentary as it may be, he gently catches her wrist so he can lean into the touch, his hand moving atop hers, fingers lacing. A slight tip of his head has him nuzzling against the heel of her palm. Already is there the promise of her upon his lips and tongue, beneath his hands and against her soft, warm skin.
Yuuki just has the upper hand.
His hand soon slips downwards again as she draws closer, softly brushing his fingers in a sprawling caress along her throat. ]
Just 'almost,'?
[ Warm, playing. The brief, barely-there bite causes a shiver and tempts him to try and catch her in a kiss of his own. ]
Though you've never been one for empty promises. . .
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Momentary as it may be, he gently catches her wrist so he can lean into the touch, his hand moving atop hers, fingers lacing. A slight tip of his head has him nuzzling against the heel of her palm. Already is there the promise of her upon his lips and tongue, beneath his hands and against her soft, warm skin.
Yuuki just has the upper hand.
His hand soon slips downwards again as she draws closer, softly brushing his fingers in a sprawling caress along her throat. ]
Just 'almost,'?
[ Warm, playing. The brief, barely-there bite causes a shiver and tempts him to try and catch her in a kiss of his own. ]
Though you've never been one for empty promises. . .