[He leans into that caress, sliding a hand down her side to the curve of her hip. Hitching her leg up, his hand continues the downward trail until his fingers graze the top of her boot. Methodically, he begins unfastening it. Flawed, Lightning? Right now, she's the most beautiful thing alive as far as he's concerned.]
I'll try to remember that.
[More like, he'll keep it tucked in his heart on the days when his doubts take hold. He bows his head, capturing her mouth, his free hand in her hair for a few wild seconds before he pulls away. His eyes rove her shape, down one exposed leg as her boot hits the floor. She might have to help him with his own--he's far too focused on getting the other piece of footwear off.]
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Date: 2012-04-02 12:07 pm (UTC)I'll try to remember that.
[More like, he'll keep it tucked in his heart on the days when his doubts take hold. He bows his head, capturing her mouth, his free hand in her hair for a few wild seconds before he pulls away. His eyes rove her shape, down one exposed leg as her boot hits the floor. She might have to help him with his own--he's far too focused on getting the other piece of footwear off.]