[ despite it all, she.. laughs. it's a wet, sad sort of sound, but it is a laugh nonetheless, borne partially from abject relief from escaping what felt like soft, sweet doom, and partially out of fondness for him, his warmth, his kindness. ]
I know, I know..
[ she says, dismissive and breathless, though she tips her face up and shuts her aching eyes to better appreciate the brush of his kisses. alisaie can't help but feel shaken by what has happened, and what it might have meant had prompto not been there to pull her from the sticky web of that painfully lovely illusion. her thumbs brush his collar, and for several long moments alisaie allows herself to simply.. bask in this moment, in his presence, while her nerves settle, but soon enough she stirs herself. ]
But now is.. not the time. We have to move forward, we have lingered in this rift far too long.
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I know, I know..
[ she says, dismissive and breathless, though she tips her face up and shuts her aching eyes to better appreciate the brush of his kisses. alisaie can't help but feel shaken by what has happened, and what it might have meant had prompto not been there to pull her from the sticky web of that painfully lovely illusion. her thumbs brush his collar, and for several long moments alisaie allows herself to simply.. bask in this moment, in his presence, while her nerves settle, but soon enough she stirs herself. ]
But now is.. not the time. We have to move forward, we have lingered in this rift far too long.