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As her eyes caught that shy grin feeling his hands gently hold her soft in such a delicate way, she felt her breath catch in her throat. Then she felt his nose brush her cheek. She didn't pull away despite having every chance to. No part of her wanted to pull away even though she was nervous. She wanted to lean in gently, to inch closer.
She could taste the face paint on his lips as he kissed her. She liked it honestly. The smell of the paint and the way it felt to kiss his lips were just right. Her busy brain a buzz with thoughts went quiet a moment as she sunk into the kiss so delicate at first. She draped her arms about his shoulders mostly to have a comfortable place to rest them and partially a little bit so he didn't pull away yet. Slowly the dark lashes fell over her eye and the missing eye too. She was certain this was right. It felt like something she had longed for, for a long time
Feeling Emrîlî's arms around his neck made him wish the Messiahs would suddenly grant him the chucklevoodoo ability to stop time. He'd given them his whole life-- suffered countless abuses and missed opportunities all for the sake of their worship --and asked for nothing in exchange. Not until now. And all that hardship... it would all be worth it in exchange for being able to live in that moment forever. He'd always been content-- placid, even --but true happiness was foreign to him. Until now. Living forever in that moment was all he wanted.
Following Emrîlî's lead, he wrapped her up in an embrace. Their blood pumpers, now only inches apart, beating in unison. His was pounding so hard he could hear each beat and skip thump-thumping in his ears. The noise was practically deafening as it rattled around inside his head, and he melted against her. She was so warm and soft in his arms, her lips sticky and sweet against his own.
When he finally pulled back to breathe, her eyes remained shut just long enough for him to etch that image into his mind. Someone so beautiful reacting wantonly to his touch. His makeup-- proof it was all real --was smeared on the corner of her mouth, and he reluctantly wiped it away with his thumb. All traces of him now gone from her otherwise perfect visage.
"Y0u're 'b0ut make a m0therfucker l0se himself," he whispered, his voice more breath than sound. "H0w'm I supp0sed t0 g0 back t0... whatever I waz d0in' bef0re y0u sh0wed up, brah?"