[Considering the conversation they'd just had it would make sense to pull away, or at least put distance between them when she breaks the kiss. But he stays precisely where he is, breath shuddering out of him, breath coming a little too fast. If she's mad at him for being too handsome then she'll be even more angry when he blinks down at her, those pale icy eyes heated with something more than alcohol, something that makes him shiver for a moment, tilting ever so slightly forward as though he might chase her lips.
And then she speaks and some of his sense seems to return. He's unused to such intimacy and over the last few weeks he's found himself to be thoroughly derailed by it, weak to the soft warmth another can provide, at least those he holds close. The tremor in her voice isn't unnoticed but he will do her the favor of not calling her on it. Even though he wants to pull her close and make sure she's truly okay.]
Just... this once. [A hesitant nod, his fingers lifting to carefully straighten her hair as though the fall had mussed it and not his own fingers.]
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And then she speaks and some of his sense seems to return. He's unused to such intimacy and over the last few weeks he's found himself to be thoroughly derailed by it, weak to the soft warmth another can provide, at least those he holds close. The tremor in her voice isn't unnoticed but he will do her the favor of not calling her on it. Even though he wants to pull her close and make sure she's truly okay.]
Just... this once. [A hesitant nod, his fingers lifting to carefully straighten her hair as though the fall had mussed it and not his own fingers.]