[ Susato also needs to breathe. Even though she wound up initiating it, she feels equally unprepared, panting as her forehead remains pressed against his. It was the only way to ensure she wouldn't back out: act quickly, act decisively. And now that it's done, she also feels lighter, like they are floating on her cloud again.
Still hasn't noticed the lily, but her hairpin sure lights up to the point of sparkling. She smiles, knowing that she was able to reach him, pull him out of the darkness where he'd trapped himself, at least in part.
She still doesn't have the words. She just closes her eyes, feeling satisfied, and then she'll open them again, staring at him just because she can. He is hers. But she is his, too. ]
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Still hasn't noticed the lily, but her hairpin sure lights up to the point of sparkling. She smiles, knowing that she was able to reach him, pull him out of the darkness where he'd trapped himself, at least in part.
She still doesn't have the words. She just closes her eyes, feeling satisfied, and then she'll open them again, staring at him just because she can. He is hers. But she is his, too. ]