Hilda knows she tempted fate, or in this case Sylvain, by asking her question, but the words had rushed out without a second thought. At least that's what she tells herself. She's awful, she thinks. Just awful. This is the opposite of stepping aside and quietly letting the two of them explore whatever it is between them.
But the taste of Sylvain's lips on hers soften the edge of those thoughts. They remind her of her admission, that she does want this. That she wants him. She wants all of him even if he can't give that to her. Being content with moments like this shouldn't even be in the realm of possibilities because the care she has for him as rooted so deeply in her heart that it's impossible to untangle.
The sigh she presses against his lips is more longing than sound. Her hand finds the back of his neck, nails lightly scraping against it as she pulls him closer like she's willing this to last. Hilda's tongue gently pries open his lips so she can savour the taste of him, commit more of it to memory. When she finally breaks for air she lets out a brief laugh. ]
I was going to say you, but you'd just let yourself walk right through and let yourself have your way.
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Hilda knows she tempted fate, or in this case Sylvain, by asking her question, but the words had rushed out without a second thought. At least that's what she tells herself. She's awful, she thinks. Just awful. This is the opposite of stepping aside and quietly letting the two of them explore whatever it is between them.
But the taste of Sylvain's lips on hers soften the edge of those thoughts. They remind her of her admission, that she does want this. That she wants him. She wants all of him even if he can't give that to her. Being content with moments like this shouldn't even be in the realm of possibilities because the care she has for him as rooted so deeply in her heart that it's impossible to untangle.
The sigh she presses against his lips is more longing than sound. Her hand finds the back of his neck, nails lightly scraping against it as she pulls him closer like she's willing this to last. Hilda's tongue gently pries open his lips so she can savour the taste of him, commit more of it to memory. When she finally breaks for air she lets out a brief laugh. ]
I was going to say you, but you'd just let yourself walk right through and let yourself have your way.