[It's a pulse that is a little quicker now--but then, she'd have known that before she kissed him. Probably she was counting on it. Darras tips his head back obligingly, grinning.]
Many minutes from now. Maybe.
[Many minutes. His skin prickles as her hand slips against his chest, and he takes hold of her wrist, and tries to shift this so he can kiss her, so he can push off of where he's seated and get close to her.
It's distraction, the best sort. And it leaves little room to think of careers, or ships, or anything but the moment. Yseult's eyes, and her mouth, and the push of her hands and the grip of her fingers and her legs and breasts and every bit of her, and it's the morning when Darras rolls onto his side and looks down at her, the way the sunlight from the window softens her face and gives her a kind of halo. He twines a strand of her hair around his finger. It's long since fallen out of any sort of braid or twist, and lays loose and lovely across the pillow. So does Yseult, with a blanket tucked around her and otherwise only bare skin, beautiful.]
I'll try it.
[Picking up a conversation from hours ago. It's easier to say now. She's the whole world. What else matters but her.]
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Many minutes from now. Maybe.
[Many minutes. His skin prickles as her hand slips against his chest, and he takes hold of her wrist, and tries to shift this so he can kiss her, so he can push off of where he's seated and get close to her.
It's distraction, the best sort. And it leaves little room to think of careers, or ships, or anything but the moment. Yseult's eyes, and her mouth, and the push of her hands and the grip of her fingers and her legs and breasts and every bit of her, and it's the morning when Darras rolls onto his side and looks down at her, the way the sunlight from the window softens her face and gives her a kind of halo. He twines a strand of her hair around his finger. It's long since fallen out of any sort of braid or twist, and lays loose and lovely across the pillow. So does Yseult, with a blanket tucked around her and otherwise only bare skin, beautiful.]
I'll try it.
[Picking up a conversation from hours ago. It's easier to say now. She's the whole world. What else matters but her.]