[ She laughs a bit dryly, aware now of their tendencies to overthink. There’s this need to not meds up good things because of how rare they are for her…
And Marco’s been one of the few that’s lasted this long.
Her hand turns, fingers stroking along his palm and sides of his fingers. ]
What… if some of those feelings do come out later? Feelings that…might not be so great?
[ It always comes out eventually, her desire to dig her claws in deep, to grip onto something out of fear of abandonment. As much as she might try to hold that back. ]
[He doesn't have an immediate answer for that, because it's worth taking a little more time to consider it. Without knowing where Alex's feelings lie in the vein, what she might be holding back or trying not to let slip, Marco can only speculate.]
At that point, we'll address it.
[Whether that changes anything or not; but it's better than being left unsaid and bottled up past the point of being bearable for her.]
It's hard to express things sometimes, for whatever reasons - embarrassment, fear of judgement. Like this, I... didn't know what to expect from you and I... I made it more difficult than I needed to, to bring it up.
[ Worrying s out something that hasn’t happened yet… She sees that Marco had a point. The answer was so simple that it felt odd. Maybe that was part of what she found so refreshing with him, that sometimes things could just be simple, even for people with such complicated lives.
There’s a lightness in her chest, as if having just shedded a heavy weight. She smiles up at him now, relief painting her expression. ]
Funny you say that, because I feel like you make things feel easier… sometimes.
[ There’s a hint of teasing at the end, her smile widening a smidge. ]
[ Such an affectionate touch without the context of being intimate startles her, his warmth seemingly transferring to her face. ]
You do.
[ An honest, and blunt response coming from her. But the way her heart seemed to tighten and her feelings start to swirl could only be described as such.
Her gaze falls aside, turning to hide somewhat into his hand as she mumbled. ]
[ To speak of her worth as something other than what she needs to prove was like speaking a different language to her.
And he was doing it again, complicating her feelings. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest, and not out of fear, even if it was a little scary. And another feeling hits her lick a truck. Not one that was new, but it was burning all the stronger now.
How badly she wished to make this man happy.
And how badly she wanted to kiss him right now.
In the spirit of keeping things simple… she does just that, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss on his lips before he can pull away too far. ]
[He isn't, and he returns that kiss with a bit more feeling in it, letting his hand slide down the side of her neck. There's an intensity to the emotions coming through the sync, but he's not sure he can place them entirely.]
How can I make it up to you?
[There's a little more confidence in his teasing, knowing this particular complication wasn't going to change things from they way they'd been headed.]
[ Alex smiles right into the kiss, both amused and endeared by the fake amends. Humming against his lips, her own hand reaches to grip at his shirt, keeping him close. ]
Mmm…I think it’s more something I need to make up for.
[ Not quite revenge, but maybe just a little. It was difficult to feel vengeful against someone who made her feel so…
Hopeful.
The realization sends a spark through their synch, a brightness reflecting in her gaze. Standing from the chair she corners him against the end of the table with her hands on either side of him, pushing up onto her toes and pressing her body against his to chase for another kiss. ]
But I’m not against you trying.
[ Not if it meant more of his touch, his attention, the way he made her feel. ]
[Something stirs within him at her forwardness, and it's suddenly hot here with her so close. He only wants her closer, and he wraps his arms around her waist to pull just a little tighter.]
[ A comfortable distance, both hearts beating together as they stay close. It was like she was still asleep and deep in a pleasant dream with him, leaning in to nuzzle against his neck before pressing a kiss to his skin, lips curling into a playful smile. ]
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[ She laughs a bit dryly, aware now of their tendencies to overthink. There’s this need to not meds up good things because of how rare they are for her…
And Marco’s been one of the few that’s lasted this long.
Her hand turns, fingers stroking along his palm and sides of his fingers. ]
What… if some of those feelings do come out later? Feelings that…might not be so great?
[ It always comes out eventually, her desire to dig her claws in deep, to grip onto something out of fear of abandonment. As much as she might try to hold that back. ]
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At that point, we'll address it.
[Whether that changes anything or not; but it's better than being left unsaid and bottled up past the point of being bearable for her.]
It's hard to express things sometimes, for whatever reasons - embarrassment, fear of judgement. Like this, I... didn't know what to expect from you and I... I made it more difficult than I needed to, to bring it up.
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There’s a lightness in her chest, as if having just shedded a heavy weight. She smiles up at him now, relief painting her expression. ]
Funny you say that, because I feel like you make things feel easier… sometimes.
[ There’s a hint of teasing at the end, her smile widening a smidge. ]
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[Smiling then, he rests one hand against her cheek.]
Here I thought I just kept complicating them.
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You do.
[ An honest, and blunt response coming from her. But the way her heart seemed to tighten and her feelings start to swirl could only be described as such.
Her gaze falls aside, turning to hide somewhat into his hand as she mumbled. ]
But you make complicated worth it.
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[Whatever they have, even if there are still bumps and turns through it all. His touch remains gentle, and he presses a kiss to her forehead.]
And you're worth the effort to uncomplicate it.
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And he was doing it again, complicating her feelings. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest, and not out of fear, even if it was a little scary. And another feeling hits her lick a truck. Not one that was new, but it was burning all the stronger now.
How badly she wished to make this man happy.
And how badly she wanted to kiss him right now.
In the spirit of keeping things simple… she does just that, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss on his lips before he can pull away too far. ]
That was unfair…
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[He isn't, and he returns that kiss with a bit more feeling in it, letting his hand slide down the side of her neck. There's an intensity to the emotions coming through the sync, but he's not sure he can place them entirely.]
How can I make it up to you?
[There's a little more confidence in his teasing, knowing this particular complication wasn't going to change things from they way they'd been headed.]
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Mmm…I think it’s more something I need to make up for.
[ Not quite revenge, but maybe just a little. It was difficult to feel vengeful against someone who made her feel so…
Hopeful.
The realization sends a spark through their synch, a brightness reflecting in her gaze. Standing from the chair she corners him against the end of the table with her hands on either side of him, pushing up onto her toes and pressing her body against his to chase for another kiss. ]
But I’m not against you trying.
[ Not if it meant more of his touch, his attention, the way he made her feel. ]
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It might take a while.
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I'm a patient woman.