scoutlace asked:
[ HAIR ]: sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)
Dalish’s lips parted slightly, her eyes fixed on Lace’s face. She didn’t think she’d be able to look away even if she wanted to. It felt nice, nicer than she’d expected considering she wasn’t necessarily fond on being touched. Slowly she raises a hand, placing it over the top of Lace’s, lips curving upwards into a smile. ❝I was starting to think you’d never make a move.❞













