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byleth ([personal profile] heartburn) wrote in [community profile] finalflight 2019-11-17 03:13 pm (UTC)

[—oh! of course!]

[sitting like this, on him, byleth is suddenly hyper-aware of the kind of intimacy they are mustering up the courage to fumble into. she hasn't really thought much about it—about what she thinks she would like, or what it is she would want her partner to do. her green eyes stare questioningly at dimitri's own, as if trying to communicate this very sentiment.]

[perhaps she should just tackle this like a strategy for battle.]


Do what you feel is right. [somewhat unhelpful...] Eventually, we'll have to remove our clothes, so... we could start there. [quickly, she offers:] You can touch me however you want.

Reach out confidently.

[she reaches out, as if in demonstration, putting her hands around his head and carefully pulling up the threads of the eyepatch up.]

I trust you. [she nods] What is mine is yours.

[this is more of a confidence boost than an actual map for what to do, but byleth is certain it will help out. her trust in dimitri basically speaks that they will meet each other halfway, were there anything they did or didn't want.]

[that is to say— it bears repeating—] Touch me however you want.

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