I'm sorry for the emotional tl;dr I don't even know where it came from, really lskdfjlkjverdantventureNovember 26 2011, 05:18:10 UTC
It's...[ She instinctively goes for her communicator, but realizes that in this attire she doesn't actually have it on her. Which is okay, she reasons. She should just speak anyway. He may not understand most of what she's saying, but...it would keep her under control.
Which was hard. He was leaning in so close. ]
Do you know the word 'lonely'? It's like that, only instead of just being lonely you're all by yourself. Solitary, forsaken, forgotten. Stuck up in a tower for ten years waiting for someone that doesn't show until you've forgotten how people work. And once you've finally got some semblance of a home, you get left behind on every adventure. On every chance to go out and grow and learn about the world. You get left at the flat, while they spend long hours at the office and you can't help but worry that one day they might not come back. It's like that. Or...or like going off and pacing an empty apartment when really all you want is to be next door. Lonely is what it is, and it's all I've ever...
I just.
I don't want to be lonely anymore, and I don't want to have to worry about being left all alone again. Especially when...when people can just up and vanish on you.
[ She stops to breathe, realizing she's been rambling at him. But it had been to keep herself from doing something stupid. He was so close it made her feel trapped...and so, she had just talked. talked and talked and aired feelings she didn't even realize she'd had.
She didn't know how much he understood, but she knew that talking wasn't having the effect she wanted it to.
It is so amazing and beautiful.lastofthelegacyNovember 26 2011, 05:56:25 UTC
[ Not once does he try to interrupt her despite only catching bits and pieces of her speech. Instead Sasuke does what he does best, watching every quirk or fluctuation in her facial expression. She was recalling something, that much is obvious to him, and it's something she's passionate about. Something... painful. Even of that he feels jealous, knowing very well how much of a motivator that kind of suffering could be. It could inspire so much... Why couldn't he have that purpose without the pain? Why couldn't he have all of it? ]
Lonely... alone? No people? [ Sasuke works out her meaning now, brow furrowing for a moment. His hands slowly slide up her arms to grip her shoulders tightly. ] And now, Clive. Hn. I have no people.
No, there were no people. I was all by myself. [ She has a far away look in her eye a moment, before turning back to look at him sadly. He, too, had had no one?
She shakes her head. ]
You have me.
[ She kisses him, then. She couldn't really help it, not when he was touching her and her mind was in two places at once. ]
Might I loaf you?lastofthelegacyNovember 26 2011, 06:35:47 UTC
[ At first there's no response. He has her... huh? Women have reacted to him in this way before, more times than he could count, and always before he would brush them off and leave them to those feelings of inadequacy. But this time it's different; she doesn't seem like she's trying to possess him. She's offering herself for possession instead.
Even her lips feel too soft as he finally presses forward against her, fingers almost bruising against her shoulders. ]
Of course. You may loaf me always.verdantventureNovember 26 2011, 07:12:33 UTC
[ Trying to possess people wasn't something Flora had ever even considered. Just getting close to people was something she had trouble with. She didn't like the idea of 'claiming' someone. She just wanted to be accepted and loved. To have companionship, and the guarantee that she would never be lonely again.
Her heart flutters as she presses back, trying to find a place for her own hands. One comes to rest at the back of his neck, fingers twining gently in his hair. The other rests lightly at the front of his shoulder. She's aware his grip is tight, but she pays it no mind. Her thoughts are lost somewhere in the moment. ]
Epic victolyyyy.lastofthelegacyNovember 26 2011, 07:28:45 UTC
[ It's just as well. Words have shown to be less effective between the two of them given their mutual lack of understanding. Their lives are different and their worlds are far apart; that desire to combat loneliness is what they share right now.
For a moment Sasuke breaks that contact, something akin to anger in his eyes as he fights against that mounting frustration. Flora had kissed him, made the first move, so why did it still not feel like enough recognition?
One of his own hands slides to the back of her neck though his touch is predictably rougher in comparison. He uses that grip to direct her firmly as he initiates another kiss, one that was less forgiving and full of a need to prove himself. ]
[ It's obvious enough he has control. She's not going to fight him on that. In all honesty, she prefers being led along--Even if this is rougher than she'd anticipated. She does push back, though, hungry for more. She wasn't going to push him into bed or anything, but she desired his touch. His lips against hers... ]
[ That much she has, kissed by someone who doesn't know what it is to do something half-heartedly, without fire. Competition is his lifeblood and right now Sasuke feels like he's challenging more than one person or preconception.
The kiss itself lingers before he again pulls back, looking her over. She looks undone. ]
... Does doing that sort of thing make you feel weak? And yet here you are, instead of out there with him. [ He speaks in Japanese, tone quiet and firm despite his own emotions. ]
Which was hard. He was leaning in so close. ]
Do you know the word 'lonely'? It's like that, only instead of just being lonely you're all by yourself. Solitary, forsaken, forgotten. Stuck up in a tower for ten years waiting for someone that doesn't show until you've forgotten how people work. And once you've finally got some semblance of a home, you get left behind on every adventure. On every chance to go out and grow and learn about the world. You get left at the flat, while they spend long hours at the office and you can't help but worry that one day they might not come back. It's like that. Or...or like going off and pacing an empty apartment when really all you want is to be next door. Lonely is what it is, and it's all I've ever...
I just.
I don't want to be lonely anymore, and I don't want to have to worry about being left all alone again. Especially when...when people can just up and vanish on you.
[ She stops to breathe, realizing she's been rambling at him. But it had been to keep herself from doing something stupid. He was so close it made her feel trapped...and so, she had just talked. talked and talked and aired feelings she didn't even realize she'd had.
She didn't know how much he understood, but she knew that talking wasn't having the effect she wanted it to.
He was just.
So close. ]
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Lonely... alone? No people? [ Sasuke works out her meaning now, brow furrowing for a moment. His hands slowly slide up her arms to grip her shoulders tightly. ] And now, Clive. Hn. I have no people.
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She shakes her head. ]
You have me.
[ She kisses him, then. She couldn't really help it, not when he was touching her and her mind was in two places at once. ]
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Even her lips feel too soft as he finally presses forward against her, fingers almost bruising against her shoulders. ]
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Her heart flutters as she presses back, trying to find a place for her own hands. One comes to rest at the back of his neck, fingers twining gently in his hair. The other rests lightly at the front of his shoulder. She's aware his grip is tight, but she pays it no mind. Her thoughts are lost somewhere in the moment. ]
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For a moment Sasuke breaks that contact, something akin to anger in his eyes as he fights against that mounting frustration. Flora had kissed him, made the first move, so why did it still not feel like enough recognition?
One of his own hands slides to the back of her neck though his touch is predictably rougher in comparison. He uses that grip to direct her firmly as he initiates another kiss, one that was less forgiving and full of a need to prove himself. ]
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The kiss itself lingers before he again pulls back, looking her over. She looks undone. ]
... Does doing that sort of thing make you feel weak? And yet here you are, instead of out there with him. [ He speaks in Japanese, tone quiet and firm despite his own emotions. ]
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