[She tilts her head back and he retraces his way up the other side of her throat, more teeth and tongue this time; his hands squeeze her breasts, thumbs rubbing rough circles over taught nipples. He desperately wants this to mean something, but it can't- not beyond this night. Her German is answered in Japanese, mumbled against her ear, a promise he knows she can't understand that he would carry her with him, no matter how far he went.
He pulls his head back then, just enough that he can look at her, cupping her face in his hands with a tenderness that speaks where his words can't. It's all he has to give her, the last little piece of himself that isn't scared, twisted by anger and pain. It lasts a fleeting moment and the way he kisses her in the next by contrast is hot and demanding, dropping his hands to hook his fingers into the waist of her shorts to start tugging them down over her hips.]
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Date: 2018-04-09 07:36 am (UTC)He pulls his head back then, just enough that he can look at her, cupping her face in his hands with a tenderness that speaks where his words can't. It's all he has to give her, the last little piece of himself that isn't scared, twisted by anger and pain. It lasts a fleeting moment and the way he kisses her in the next by contrast is hot and demanding, dropping his hands to hook his fingers into the waist of her shorts to start tugging them down over her hips.]