[ Ah, smirking, and he looks a little sheepish for a second because he can guess what it's for. Conversation is really just kind of a secondary thing at the moment, something to cover up the fact he really want to close up the distance between them and Alex shifts, pushing up to prop himself up on an elbow, sort of hovering over her. ]
Not my first one here. How do you think I get into the closed stores to loot them? [ But it last any real commitment to the words, as he's busy watching how the Abax moonlight hits her features, highlighting here and there, and a hand comes up almost unconsciously to brush a strand of hair from her forehead. Ah. Yep. This is... going to be a thing that happens.
And he'll just quietly hope Vanessa doesn't punch him as he leans down, hesitant as his lips only really brush hers for a quick moment, their breath mingling, and he's worried, thinks this is a bad idea and he should just pull back and say it was a joke or say he's drunk or something, but he doesn't. Eyes flicker closed and Alex presses lips soft over hers, Vanessa's feeling smooth and warm against him and he lingers there for a moment. The kiss is only chaste, something toeing at what either of them are okay with, and he pulls back up, lower lip pulled in between his teeth while he waits for the eventual punch that he totally expects. ]
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HERE, YOUR CHRISTMAS MIRACLE
Date: 2012-12-25 06:38 am (UTC)Not my first one here. How do you think I get into the closed stores to loot them? [ But it last any real commitment to the words, as he's busy watching how the Abax moonlight hits her features, highlighting here and there, and a hand comes up almost unconsciously to brush a strand of hair from her forehead. Ah. Yep. This is... going to be a thing that happens.
And he'll just quietly hope Vanessa doesn't punch him as he leans down, hesitant as his lips only really brush hers for a quick moment, their breath mingling, and he's worried, thinks this is a bad idea and he should just pull back and say it was a joke or say he's drunk or something, but he doesn't. Eyes flicker closed and Alex presses lips soft over hers, Vanessa's feeling smooth and warm against him and he lingers there for a moment. The kiss is only chaste, something toeing at what either of them are okay with, and he pulls back up, lower lip pulled in between his teeth while he waits for the eventual punch that he totally expects. ]