[ with most people, she would probably take that kiss and turn it into something more, dropping herself to her knees before him, climbing into his lap. she just wants to be wanted and she thinks that...
well, maybe some things are worth waiting for and it's worth slowing herself down because she doesn't want to risk losing this connection. there is a chance that this earnest, sweet thing can evolve into something more without ivy shoving things into place on her own. ]
We've got some time, [ she agrees, not wanting him to feel that couple-month pressure the administration has placed on every single one of them to make a choice. ivy releases his hands in favor of gently cupping his cheeks, thumbs brushing over the rise of a cheekbone and skimming over all those lovely freckles. her eyes are warm, a little more amber than brown in this light, when she looks back at him and kisses his nose. ]
[ prompto is pretty sure he could keep kissing her forever. he wants to, but he also doesn't want to push it. or make it weird. all he'd come here for was pics, and he's only taken a few he could probably use. there's plenty of time (and light) left to take advantage of, but it all sort of melts away when she cups his face, the heat of her hands soaking into his skin. he closes his eyes at the kiss. ]
I, mmm– what? No one's ever done what for you?
[ there's a slow blink, drawing back to look at her.
had he stepped over a line he shouldn't have unintentionally? had he said the wrong thing? it wouldn't have been the first time, and it certainly isn't going to be the last. yet, prompto really wants ivy to not look at him in that sort of light, which is why he's always trying to be extra earnest and happy around her. (not that it takes much because she's really amazing, but...) he smiles slightly, making an effort to get her to open up more. ]
[ she follows that kiss on the nose with another quick kiss on his lips, something sweet to half-distract him from how she pauses for a few beats and tries to gather her thoughts with a lick of her lips. it isn't a truth she offers so easily but it is easy with prompto, laying bare some of her vulnerabilities well-hidden behind a glossy mask. ]
No one's considered slowing down for my sake.
[ ivy smiles sadly, closing her eyes as her thumbs continue their slow back and forth over his cheeks and jawline. ] Or been so careful with me, I guess. I know I can move fast. [ but it's nice to know that someone cares enough about her to even worry about how she might percieve his actions.
her eyes open again and she holds her breath, hoping that wasn't too much. ]
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well, maybe some things are worth waiting for and it's worth slowing herself down because she doesn't want to risk losing this connection. there is a chance that this earnest, sweet thing can evolve into something more without ivy shoving things into place on her own. ]
We've got some time, [ she agrees, not wanting him to feel that couple-month pressure the administration has placed on every single one of them to make a choice. ivy releases his hands in favor of gently cupping his cheeks, thumbs brushing over the rise of a cheekbone and skimming over all those lovely freckles. her eyes are warm, a little more amber than brown in this light, when she looks back at him and kisses his nose. ]
No one's ever done that for me.
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I, mmm– what? No one's ever done what for you?
[ there's a slow blink, drawing back to look at her.
had he stepped over a line he shouldn't have unintentionally? had he said the wrong thing? it wouldn't have been the first time, and it certainly isn't going to be the last. yet, prompto really wants ivy to not look at him in that sort of light, which is why he's always trying to be extra earnest and happy around her. (not that it takes much because she's really amazing, but...) he smiles slightly, making an effort to get her to open up more. ]
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No one's considered slowing down for my sake.
[ ivy smiles sadly, closing her eyes as her thumbs continue their slow back and forth over his cheeks and jawline. ] Or been so careful with me, I guess. I know I can move fast. [ but it's nice to know that someone cares enough about her to even worry about how she might percieve his actions.
her eyes open again and she holds her breath, hoping that wasn't too much. ]