[personal profile] backstory 2019-06-12 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[She really has no idea how alluring she is being, her delicate hands soft and inviting. The bond between them might have started out as a punishment, of sorts. But he thoroughly enjoys the connection between them. It just... maybe is a little inconvenient in a moment like this, where she can feel the sort of effect she really does have on him. But he can tell, too, that she's just as content, inviting and happy as she invites him nearer.]

Then I am the luckiest person in the world. [Warm. He moves forward, at last, crawling up and onto the bed to sit beside her. Mirroring her actions from moments before, he gently brushes her bangs from her face, so that he can better see her eyes. They sparkle but are as deep as the ocean. It would be easy to lose himself staring into them all day.]

But master, you always have me.

[Reaching out he gently catches one of her hands again. Drawing her arm up he presses a soft kiss to the outside of her palm.]

Whenever or wherever all you ever need do is tell me. Because my favorite place is right here like this with you.

[ He lifts her hand back up to his cheek then to feel her gentle warmth, before lifting his claw delicately to her own. Softly, his thumb brushes along her lower lip. ]

Although I... feel jealous, too. My master was harmed during the events earlier today. And because of my foolishness and lack of realization, I am unable to kiss you how I would prefer, now...

[ B-Bold... but it's, well... it's certainly followed up with a blush. ]

Now I wish that I had been able to trade places with each one of them.
backstory: Do not take (Look toward the light)

[personal profile] backstory 2019-06-12 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[He can feel the way butterflies abruptly flutter in his stomach, a heady feeling sweeping through him as she draws him down to her upon the bed. They're near, her arm still wrapped about him and he shifts, his left hand settling loosely upon her waist. He swallows, trying and failing to still the way his blood pounds thick in his ears.

Fingers finding her curly locks his opposite hand threads through her hair. She's beautiful, the way she looks at him, a blush painting her pretty cheeks with color.]

Master...

[Devotion and love stir in his heart, reflected in his actions and eyes. Her permission to draw nearer and kiss her in ways that no one else would be allowed draws excitement and curiosity beneath the shy feelings upon the surface. His lips brush along her jaw before he rests his forehead to hers, and asks quietly.]

Then...tell me how and where you would like for me to kiss you.