[ It was strange being with someone and forgetting his failures. He didn't have a good relationship with Eudora to talk about moving on. They were over and he repeatedly inserted himself in her work life, much to her chagrin. His mother often told him that one day he'd find someone just as special but it was one of the times Diego didn't believe Grace.
Yet there in the moment with Rey, Diego didn't worry about the past or who might see them in the present. His dark eyes looked back at her and matched the smile on his lips as she rambled about when it was a good time to kiss someone. A part of him considered that she might not want to kiss him, misunderstanding what she initially said but she looked at his lips and told him to do it.
So he did. Diego leaned in and found his hand on the outside of her thigh as his lips connected with hers. He didn't think about the scruff on his face or if his breath was still fresh--things he had worried about before meeting her. How much of a kiss was appropriate? That was his current concern. It was too easy to get carried away, not having kissed anyone in a few years.
Ultimately, he decided that if Rey told him to kiss her then she should decide when to stop. His lips made a soft play at hers, coaxing them apart to sneak in a light touch of his tongue for a taste. ]
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Meh, I've been paid to sleep in the military and as a first responder. I'll pass
Date: 2024-10-19 04:06 pm (UTC)Yet there in the moment with Rey, Diego didn't worry about the past or who might see them in the present. His dark eyes looked back at her and matched the smile on his lips as she rambled about when it was a good time to kiss someone. A part of him considered that she might not want to kiss him, misunderstanding what she initially said but she looked at his lips and told him to do it.
So he did. Diego leaned in and found his hand on the outside of her thigh as his lips connected with hers. He didn't think about the scruff on his face or if his breath was still fresh--things he had worried about before meeting her. How much of a kiss was appropriate? That was his current concern. It was too easy to get carried away, not having kissed anyone in a few years.
Ultimately, he decided that if Rey told him to kiss her then she should decide when to stop. His lips made a soft play at hers, coaxing them apart to sneak in a light touch of his tongue for a taste. ]