[She gasps right before he kisses her like that, somehow still surprised by it like a fool. Then she kisses back, sweetly, happily, because she wanted him to want to kiss her. It was silly, but . . . well, she liked him. A lot, even she was a little convinced it was one-sided.
[Whatever it is Reborn is reading from her kiss he seems to keep mostly to himself, taking careful hold of her and returning the kiss, lips parting for hers as it continues.]
[Part of her hopes he's not reading anything at all. She's not sure what would be better, being rejected so coolly or being misunderstood.
Aisha doesn't really want anything but this. Just that he'll let her be like this with him, sometimes. Her lips part as well, as she sinks deeper into the kiss.]
[And she smiles and heads off to the kitchen. Aisha's absorbed in her task, heating water here, mixing things there, but eventually she comes back with two cups of hot chocolate with a touch of cinnamon. Sitting down, she holds one out to him.]
[She leans against him, smiling and nuzzling as she drinks her own drink. The tiredness from earlier is coming back, but she doesn't want to show it.] 's great. Sure you're used to drinking lotsa fancy stuff.
[He shifts automatically to accommodate her so that she can make herself comfortable as she settles against his body.] It's all about presentation, really. I may have had fancier drinks, but seldom have I had such an attractive accompaniment.
You use charm like other people use guns, mmmm. And you hit me with it every time. [He's as warm as her drink, and the thought makes her smile. She doesn't know what he actually does beside be the ultimate jack-of-all trades, but she does know he's considerably skilled at it.
That always charms her too.] But yeah, things are always better with good company. Aisha thinks you're pretty attractive yourself, so . . .
[She drinks more before she speaks again, her voice the soft tone that meant she was drifting off, most times.]
Ah, you'd probably blush pretty too. But I doubt I can make ya do that. You're like the . . .[She's making faces trying to explain this, thoughts she's never tried to sort out for herself, let alone tell another person.]
You're like that girl in my dating sim I got from home. Except worse cause I at least understand what she's saying when she's all "LIAR" and I lose. She doesn't ever call me dear though, so I think you're winning that.
[Totally understandable statement, that. She is truly a master orator.]
[Finishing her own drink, she lays her head on his lap, tilting her head up just enough to be able to look at him. All drowsy contentment, she's practically purring.]
Hmmmm, okay. I trust you. But don't leave again for so long, okay?
[Her lips press lightly against his hand, it's more nudging than anything. She's not far from passing out entirely.]
Thought I might have to come get you and ride off into the sunset or something.
[Reborn shifts carefully off the couch with her in his arms, unafraid of her falling considering the grip she has on him. He's familiar enough with her place that he can find her bedroom in the meantime, and walks her to her bed with slow, steady step, still keeping a gentle hold of her.]
[Her ears twitch as if she was still awake, but she's falling deeper and deeper into sleep. Her tendency is to sleep wildly, but beside the ear twitching she hardly moves. It's warm and she doesn't notice the movement at all.]
[He smiles on seeing her bed; it brings up a whole host of pleasant memories. He settles her down into the covers solicitously, trying to tuck her in without waking her up.]
[He's doing a good job, she's not waking up much. Shifting once she's tucked in, Aisha wraps her arms around a pillow and snuggles into it. It's been a while since she's slept alone.]
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Date: 2013-03-14 03:17 am (UTC)You never could tell.]
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Date: 2013-03-15 12:59 am (UTC)I think that's a better way to say 'I missed you.'
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Date: 2013-03-16 02:20 am (UTC)[She fidgets a little in his arms, something pulsing inside her. Emotion lingers in her eyes as she smiles softly.]
But I missed you more than that.
[Tilting forward again, she brushes her lips against his before kissing him deeply, with feeling. All the feeling she couldn't quite say.]
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Date: 2013-03-17 04:24 am (UTC)Re: [Action]
Date: 2013-03-18 04:19 am (UTC)Aisha doesn't really want anything but this. Just that he'll let her be like this with him, sometimes. Her lips part as well, as she sinks deeper into the kiss.]
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Date: 2013-03-19 03:25 am (UTC)Was there something else you needed to say, Aisha? Though I'll warn you that, in my experience: il silenzio di un bacio vale piu di mille parole.
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Date: 2013-03-19 04:34 am (UTC)[It's a good question. Is there something she needs to say now? She blinks for a second, then shakes her head a little.]
I don't. I'm just gonna have faith that you get what I was saying, as long as you understand it's fine. Now, would you like something to drink?
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Date: 2013-03-21 04:37 am (UTC)Re: [Action]
Date: 2013-03-21 05:18 am (UTC)[And she smiles and heads off to the kitchen. Aisha's absorbed in her task, heating water here, mixing things there, but eventually she comes back with two cups of hot chocolate with a touch of cinnamon. Sitting down, she holds one out to him.]
Surprised?
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Date: 2013-03-27 01:18 am (UTC)Re: [Action]
Date: 2013-03-27 04:16 am (UTC)That always charms her too.] But yeah, things are always better with good company. Aisha thinks you're pretty attractive yourself, so . . .
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Date: 2013-03-27 10:24 pm (UTC)Re: [Action]
Date: 2013-03-27 10:47 pm (UTC)Ah, you'd probably blush pretty too. But I doubt I can make ya do that. You're like the . . .[She's making faces trying to explain this, thoughts she's never tried to sort out for herself, let alone tell another person.]
You're like that girl in my dating sim I got from home. Except worse cause I at least understand what she's saying when she's all "LIAR" and I lose. She doesn't ever call me dear though, so I think you're winning that.
[Totally understandable statement, that. She is truly a master orator.]
I like when you call me dear.
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Date: 2013-03-29 02:29 am (UTC)It's no hardship on my part to call you such, my dear.
[He murmurs softly, trying to keep from waking her too much. She seemed tired enough to need the rest.]
It's entirely the truth, after all.
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Date: 2013-03-29 03:14 am (UTC)Hmmmm, okay. I trust you. But don't leave again for so long, okay?
[Her lips press lightly against his hand, it's more nudging than anything. She's not far from passing out entirely.]
Thought I might have to come get you and ride off into the sunset or something.
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Date: 2013-03-30 03:08 am (UTC)I don't think I make a particularly attractive damsel in distress, but you'd make a very charming prince, Aisha.
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Date: 2013-03-30 04:13 am (UTC)'s right, I'd sweep you right off your . . . toes. Toes.
[Nodding, her eyes slide shut. Her lips keeps moving, but it's more senseless babbling than actual words.]
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Date: 2013-03-30 05:02 am (UTC)Then he bends over to press a kiss to her hair, waiting to see if she stirs.]
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Date: 2013-03-31 05:07 am (UTC)Still, she clings to him in her sleep.]
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