[ when her hallucinations had been at their worst, the only thing that had made her feel safe was his touch. it had grounded her, broken through the dangerous, vivid images, sounds, and pain to bring her back enough to reality to calm down. they've touched before then and since, but this is a different level of intimacy, one she's missed and craved, especially as they've grown close again.
there's a quiet noise of contentment from her throat as she feels his hand slip from gripping her hip to trace up her spine over her (his) shirt. her back straightens, hips rolling forward slightly as she shifts, her shoulders rolling back.
the fingers of the hand at the back of his hand twist into his hair, tugging lightly in encouragement. it has indeed gotten longer since they've arrived her, reminding her slightly of their earlier days, how his hair would get mussed and unruly during their sparring sessions or during sex. recalling that flushed, breathless excitement spikes her adrenaline and she deepens the kiss a little more before drawing her tongue back into her mouth, unleashing her teeth to nip lightly at his lower lip. ]
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there's a quiet noise of contentment from her throat as she feels his hand slip from gripping her hip to trace up her spine over her (his) shirt. her back straightens, hips rolling forward slightly as she shifts, her shoulders rolling back.
the fingers of the hand at the back of his hand twist into his hair, tugging lightly in encouragement. it has indeed gotten longer since they've arrived her, reminding her slightly of their earlier days, how his hair would get mussed and unruly during their sparring sessions or during sex. recalling that flushed, breathless excitement spikes her adrenaline and she deepens the kiss a little more before drawing her tongue back into her mouth, unleashing her teeth to nip lightly at his lower lip. ]