"Uh...okay," he says, flustered by her warning, by the determined and mischievous look in her eyes, by the fact that he doesn't exactly push her off him, as he maybe should. Because this was strange, wrong maybe, they were having a good time. Yes, he admits that. Except they were still them, and they didn't do things like this. Well, he didn't think they did. A fact proven incorrect when she actually kisses him again. This time more insistent, speaking with the way her lips press into his, firmly and demanding, that maybe they don't do this. But they are about too.
If he doesn't do something. Except he doesn't. He couldn't really. She feels nice against him, and maybe he hasn't had someone in such a long time, that it would be almost impossible to refuse. All he does instead is move the hand he has on her shoulder to the place around her neck, pulling her closer, in order to kiss her back. His heart is beating extremely fast with adrenaline and other things, things he's never. Never. He ignores that completely. Entirely. Calms his brain with soothing notions about this being two consenting adults in a one-off deal.
He's never done that but nevertheless. That thought settles in his head better, simpler than assuming kissing Moira was based on something deeper. Instead, he deepens their kiss, opening his mouth to hers, quickening the pace of the movement as he wraps his other arm around her back.
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Date: 2014-06-10 11:31 am (UTC)If he doesn't do something. Except he doesn't. He couldn't really. She feels nice against him, and maybe he hasn't had someone in such a long time, that it would be almost impossible to refuse. All he does instead is move the hand he has on her shoulder to the place around her neck, pulling her closer, in order to kiss her back. His heart is beating extremely fast with adrenaline and other things, things he's never. Never. He ignores that completely. Entirely. Calms his brain with soothing notions about this being two consenting adults in a one-off deal.
He's never done that but nevertheless. That thought settles in his head better, simpler than assuming kissing Moira was based on something deeper. Instead, he deepens their kiss, opening his mouth to hers, quickening the pace of the movement as he wraps his other arm around her back.