few would believe it , as not many would ever be able to bare witness to such information , but roman is a different man when he sleeps . victim to an unspoken transformation , && suddenly he is softer , more open - in quite the literal sense with the expanse of his arms taken into account . one , for the moment , wraps around the frame of the figure at his side , holding her close && near to his torso . though he may not be likely to say so aloud , having her so close to him at night makes him rest easier . especially in a time so tumultuous for them both .
equally as surprising , perhaps , is that he is not the lightest of sleepers . her kiss , tender though it may be , goes unnoticed . the palm upon his bare chest , however , less so . roman stirs , if only slightly , his free arm rising to rest at the curve of her waist as he rolls in her general direction . pulling her close , her face against his collar , her form flush to his until they are nearly one . such a shame that her tactics were not effective in rousing him . he’s still far too asleep to be much use .
A tiny smile found its way to Neo's expression as she felt the other pull her closer, covering her in himself and allowing her to soak up his touch. His affection was something hard to come by, but he held nothing back in the dark and empty night. His emotions and desires were on display while his consciousness rested, whether he liked that or not. It worked to reassure her that her love was not one-sided.
Neo laid there for a few moments, still and content to be held in his arms. But, she did want more than gentle embraces-- she wanted something a bit more passionate and closer. Unfortunately, with the busyness of their ever-growing crime lives, it seemed these events could only take place at 3 am.
"Roman, wake up." She spoke once more, wiggling in his arms. Her hands carefully hit his chest, but carefully to not slap but not tap either. Her legs then shifted as well, trying to push her knee in between his two legs.
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