I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
Already trying in vain to backtrack, Fox fully expects Kiada to laugh in his face at best or get offended at worse. Phrases from good one all the way up to I'm sorry I just want to be friends flash through his mind at breakneck speed. So when she says yes, of all things, it takes the hunter a good few seconds to even realise what's happening. (Coincidentally, this gives Kia as much room to manoeuvre around as she likes).
"Yes?" he echoes dumbly, silenced by a kiss he can't help to melt into, and it's with tingling fingers that he tentatively wraps his arms around the harpy and offers a smile. "For real yes?" Laughing softly and leaning in for another kiss, he holds her closer, wanting to taste the liquor on her tongue and the joy in her expression. "Fuck," he mumbles suddenly, drawing back and blushing up at her.
"I didn't even ask for permission. I mean... is that... would... is Deimos going to kill me?"
"Yes?" he echoes dumbly, silenced by a kiss he can't help to melt into, and it's with tingling fingers that he tentatively wraps his arms around the harpy and offers a smile. "For real yes?" Laughing softly and leaning in for another kiss, he holds her closer, wanting to taste the liquor on her tongue and the joy in her expression. "Fuck," he mumbles suddenly, drawing back and blushing up at her.
"I didn't even ask for permission. I mean... is that... would... is Deimos going to kill me?"
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
