[Mercifully for her, there's nobody to question or complain about any welts Rosie might raise in her enthusiasm. Not anymore, at least--and even if there was, would either of them have cared, let alone bothered to probe into it? He certainly had never discussed anything exclusive with Dorothea or Linhardt. Nor had he needed to, it seemed; everyone leaves eventually. Everyone.
But there's nothing like that to hang over his head right now, is there? It's difficult to worry about someone leaving when you've only just met. There's no attachment yet--only the rare luxury of simply allowing himself to be in the moment and enjoy his time with her fully, even if they aren't close. He's crying out his own release soon enough, muffled into the kiss but louder than he'd meant to be even so.
There's nowhere to go, with her legs locked around him like this; Seteth sinks down against Rosie instead, propped up on his elbows so she doesn't need to take his full weight. Just..... give him a minute to come out of his daze; for now, all he can think to do is nuzzle against Rosie and pepper her with kisses.]
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But there's nothing like that to hang over his head right now, is there? It's difficult to worry about someone leaving when you've only just met. There's no attachment yet--only the rare luxury of simply allowing himself to be in the moment and enjoy his time with her fully, even if they aren't close. He's crying out his own release soon enough, muffled into the kiss but louder than he'd meant to be even so.
There's nowhere to go, with her legs locked around him like this; Seteth sinks down against Rosie instead, propped up on his elbows so she doesn't need to take his full weight. Just..... give him a minute to come out of his daze; for now, all he can think to do is nuzzle against Rosie and pepper her with kisses.]