Who was it that led you on
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And there never will be. Liam swallowed hard at the words, at the promise behind them - a vow that they'd already made, in a way, but not quite as clearly as this. Not when things between them were finally laid out in the open, when they were working to build the beginnings of a life together. If his heart hadn't already been Maea's, then he would have gladly handed it over to her now. All he could do, though, was smile again, his cheeks beginning to ache from the pure, unadulterated joy that she'd brought him.
"I mostly mean in a physical sense," he admitted, moving the arm around her shoulders to rub the back of his neck, suddenly feeling vulnerable. It was, of course, important to lay things out clearly, but it didn't make it any easier for someone who had only navigated these waters once before. "I think... emotionally, I'm yours. I want to get to know you better, and all that that entails, but... I'm not going anywhere. But, physically, I just don't want there to be any pressure. I think it's clear by now that I like touching you -" And he held up their joined hands. "- but I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you aren't ready to do."
As for intimacy, Liam reddened. "I'm not the most... affectionate person, except with you." He thought back over the times he'd taken her hand, or held her, or picked her up to spin her around when she'd found that first rose. It might not have been often, but it was more than he'd given anyone else. (Unless we count Flora kissing him, which... should he mention that? Was that the kind of thing he should share, even if it happened before?) "If it's someone I know well, I might give a hug, but mostly, I'm more of a handshake kind of guy. To me, touch is... special." Maybe that was silly, but it was the only way he knew to be.
"I mostly mean in a physical sense," he admitted, moving the arm around her shoulders to rub the back of his neck, suddenly feeling vulnerable. It was, of course, important to lay things out clearly, but it didn't make it any easier for someone who had only navigated these waters once before. "I think... emotionally, I'm yours. I want to get to know you better, and all that that entails, but... I'm not going anywhere. But, physically, I just don't want there to be any pressure. I think it's clear by now that I like touching you -" And he held up their joined hands. "- but I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you aren't ready to do."
As for intimacy, Liam reddened. "I'm not the most... affectionate person, except with you." He thought back over the times he'd taken her hand, or held her, or picked her up to spin her around when she'd found that first rose. It might not have been often, but it was more than he'd given anyone else. (Unless we count Flora kissing him, which... should he mention that? Was that the kind of thing he should share, even if it happened before?) "If it's someone I know well, I might give a hug, but mostly, I'm more of a handshake kind of guy. To me, touch is... special." Maybe that was silly, but it was the only way he knew to be.
Who do you want to forget?
Who forgot you long ago?
Who forgot you long ago?
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
