// I'd take the fall—I got you covered when there's no one at all //
She's upon him before he's even dragged in a fresh breath after his words, the assault of her love a savage one, the way being tackled and licked by little puppies is. His face scrunches around each energetic kiss, eyes wrinkling shut beneath the onslaught, his hands wayward shields always too late to ward off her next strike. Of course, it's all half-hearted, happy to drown in this shower of affection and let it sweep him away like a flood breaking. The storm of her beckons his laughter until he's shaking beneath her with it, the sound rising until it snaps into silence, a true descent into joy that there's no melody for it.
He eventually gives up on trying to shield himself. As she presses her lips to his forehead and brandishes marriage like certainty, he goes on the attack. His hands clap gently against her cheeks, squishing them up and in as he holds her just above him. "No u," he says with all the extreme power of a well-timed reverse in Uno, distant cousin to ditto. Letting that land only long enough for dramatic effect, he leans up to press a kiss to her lips, hands easing up on her cheeks and turning into something far more tender. He holds her as long as his neck will put up with it, drawing on every last mote of bliss he feels and folding it into her mouth like he's passing her a note. One scrawled with words too simple to truly capture the feeling.
"I love you," he breathes like a sigh as he relents back into the bed, fingers tucking her wet hair back behind her ears. "More than anything I ever have before, more than anything else I ever could, I love you, Flora Grace Kaito-Taliesin." What a fool to think it could ever have been anything besides this world-shaking feeling, where the constraints of time don't seem to matter much, because he's sure his feelings will remain into eternity, wound against her again and again in every lifetime and form it takes. He's never been more certain of anything than her. A smile creeps in slow and careful through the seriousness of his adoration, gaze cradling her like something sacred.
"I must warn you though, that if you continue to straddle me, I have no intention of either of us leaving this room the rest of today."
He eventually gives up on trying to shield himself. As she presses her lips to his forehead and brandishes marriage like certainty, he goes on the attack. His hands clap gently against her cheeks, squishing them up and in as he holds her just above him. "No u," he says with all the extreme power of a well-timed reverse in Uno, distant cousin to ditto. Letting that land only long enough for dramatic effect, he leans up to press a kiss to her lips, hands easing up on her cheeks and turning into something far more tender. He holds her as long as his neck will put up with it, drawing on every last mote of bliss he feels and folding it into her mouth like he's passing her a note. One scrawled with words too simple to truly capture the feeling.
"I love you," he breathes like a sigh as he relents back into the bed, fingers tucking her wet hair back behind her ears. "More than anything I ever have before, more than anything else I ever could, I love you, Flora Grace Kaito-Taliesin." What a fool to think it could ever have been anything besides this world-shaking feeling, where the constraints of time don't seem to matter much, because he's sure his feelings will remain into eternity, wound against her again and again in every lifetime and form it takes. He's never been more certain of anything than her. A smile creeps in slow and careful through the seriousness of his adoration, gaze cradling her like something sacred.
"I must warn you though, that if you continue to straddle me, I have no intention of either of us leaving this room the rest of today."
Kaisel
// When you need somebody to turn to—Nobody got you the way I do //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
