[as most times, she takes the lead, standing up and this time taking his hands in hers, urging him to follow. this is exactly the opposite of what she had intentioned — heading back to her room, that is — but it seems to draw a positive reaction from dimitri, previously haunted by ghosts and guilt.]
[she walks with him, pace brisk (as usual), holding his hand. the chilly night air cools the flush on her face and soon enough they reach her bedroom. she removes herself from him and has him standing in the center of the room as she closes the doors, leaving them with nothing but the darkness and the silence of her bedroom.]
[suddenly, her heart feels like it's filling up the lack of sound — and she turns to face him, only to walk forward and close to him, pulling him in for a kiss before he can begin to question this or himself, an earnest kiss that pushes past the boundaries of soft and gentle first impressions.]
no subject
[as most times, she takes the lead, standing up and this time taking his hands in hers, urging him to follow. this is exactly the opposite of what she had intentioned — heading back to her room, that is — but it seems to draw a positive reaction from dimitri, previously haunted by ghosts and guilt.]
[she walks with him, pace brisk (as usual), holding his hand. the chilly night air cools the flush on her face and soon enough they reach her bedroom. she removes herself from him and has him standing in the center of the room as she closes the doors, leaving them with nothing but the darkness and the silence of her bedroom.]
[suddenly, her heart feels like it's filling up the lack of sound — and she turns to face him, only to walk forward and close to him, pulling him in for a kiss before he can begin to question this or himself, an earnest kiss that pushes past the boundaries of soft and gentle first impressions.]