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Achilles, son of Peleus ([personal profile] heelies) wrote2016-03-20 10:36 pm

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[personal profile] winces 2016-11-03 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she recognizes the story instantly, prompting a warmth to spread across her cheeks, making the curvature of her lips soft and tender. ]

Your voice never ceases to put me at ease, my love, [ she hums when the last note of his song peters off into the cool morning air. she shudders, but she cannot say if it is because of the song, or the winter lingering behind their window. still, she does not think to draw the blanket higher over her body, leaving her just covered enough to be decent.

slowly, her hand slips down to cross the small space between them, finding the curve of his knee, settling just a little above it. should he look, there in her eyes would be an offer of a solution for the cooling air, but it is not one she is quite so bold enough to put a voice to. at least not yet.

instead, she draws her lower lip between her teeth, and hopes he is as keen to subtlety as he is to directness. ]