Sasuke almost asks for clarification, but there's something inside of him that tells him he already knows. His hand hovers over her skin, almost daring to touch it, but he pulls it back the last second. ]
[ She had hoped he'd finally touch her again, but she doesn't let the disappointment at him pulling his hand back deter her. There is something that tells her not to give up hope, especially not when he asks her about it. She knows he must 'know' that he has, since he's accepted they are married, but this is the first time he's searched for any information. ]
Mhmm. All the time since we got married.
[ She draws her lip between her teeth in consideration before she continues to see how far she can push him. ]
You love me with all the abandon of a man trying to revive his clan.
[ Well that certainly tugs at something in him he wasn't expecting. Sasuke feels an ache shoot right through him, sharper than electricity, and it gets a visible reaction on his features. A wrinkle in his forehead, his eyes shutting for a moment, and his lips pursed as he tries to get control of himself.
What the hell??? Since when did he actually desire someone?
His eyes open again, though he feels his face flush as he meets her eyes. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. ]
Oh.
[Oh. Fantastic. That's not giving away he's been impacted at all.]
[ Every part of his brain feels like it's screaming that he shouldn't, that he needs to walk away from this because this isn't his life. He's focused on revenge, on cutting ties with love, because loving someone is the ultimate weakness for an Uchiha.
But his body doesn't listen to his head and his hand finally reaches out, once again hovering over her skin, before he goes to let his fingers brush over the back of her neck. ]
[ She's not sure she was actually expecting him to take her up on it, but even if she had, it wouldn't have prepared for the thrill that runs through her. She hadn't even realized just how much she's missed his touch since he's lost the rest of his memories. Added to that is the fact that the neck was such a sensual place and one that until recently he'd known had turned her on. The combination of it all makes the light brush of his fingers against her neck an intense and pleasurable feeling.
She doesn't want to rush this though or push for more right away. Not only would she probably fail to properly make contact with his mouth right now, but she is worried if she does too much he'll run. The pleasure it sends through her is audible though as she sucks in a tiny breath of air before holding her breath in wait.]
[ He can feel the way she reacts to his touch and it makes that twist in his gut feel a little stronger. He continues to run his fingers over her throat, slowly exploring, feeling the curve of the muscle and the softness of her skin. His fingers move a little lower, brushing against her collar bone, down over her shoulder.
Is this what they did? How things started? He can't remember being told the details of what happened on a wedding night, but there's something in him that knows now. Something he can't explain in any other way than to believe that he's made love to her, just as she said.
His lips ache and he leans forward slightly, letting them hover over hers, feeling her breath on him when he does so. ]
... I don't understand why this feels familiar when everything else is forgotten.
[ She would have been happy to tell him that it was exactly the way it started. She loved the way he'd be laying over her, slowly exploring everything about her skin and vice versa. She wants him to continue exploring her now. ]
The body remembers things long after the mind forgets them.
[ She could have used that knowledge to explain scars, mental and physical, but she figured it would have come across a bit silly. ]
I could completely forget you and I'd still want you to kiss me right now.
[The body remembers. It feels like it should be some bullshit phrase people feed to others as comfort, but there's something about it that sounds true. His hand runs over her shoulder, down to her arm again and gripping it firmly.
This isn't something that comes naturally to him, it's something he's avoided entirely, fought off so as not to get connected to others. But the attraction is there, stronger than ever, and Sasuke's been given permission to give in.
He's not like the person he would be in just a couple of years, the one who holds back in order to keep himself from going insane. He's still stuck in the mindset of when he killed Danzo, when he would take what he wanted and get what he felt he deserved. He doesn't always think and maybe now was one of those times to not think.
Leaning forward, he went to press his lips against hers. It's rough and a little awkward at first, like he can't quite remember how to kiss, but he melts into it quickly. It comes more natural, more desperate, as he lets his body remember what his mind has forgotten. ]
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She lets out a soft, pleased, sigh, a hint of seduction to her tone. ]
You're allowed you know.
[ She just wants to see if he'll fill in the rest. ]
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Sasuke almost asks for clarification, but there's something inside of him that tells him he already knows. His hand hovers over her skin, almost daring to touch it, but he pulls it back the last second. ]
Is this... something we do often?
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Mhmm. All the time since we got married.
[ She draws her lip between her teeth in consideration before she continues to see how far she can push him. ]
You love me with all the abandon of a man trying to revive his clan.
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What the hell??? Since when did he actually desire someone?
His eyes open again, though he feels his face flush as he meets her eyes. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. ]
Oh.
[ Oh. Fantastic. That's not giving away he's been impacted at all. ]
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His little one word answer says enough and there is a mischievous glint in her eyes despite that she can't see. ]
So, Sasuke-kun, I repeat, you're allowed.
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But his body doesn't listen to his head and his hand finally reaches out, once again hovering over her skin, before he goes to let his fingers brush over the back of her neck. ]
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She doesn't want to rush this though or push for more right away. Not only would she probably fail to properly make contact with his mouth right now, but she is worried if she does too much he'll run. The pleasure it sends through her is audible though as she sucks in a tiny breath of air before holding her breath in wait.]
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Is this what they did? How things started? He can't remember being told the details of what happened on a wedding night, but there's something in him that knows now. Something he can't explain in any other way than to believe that he's made love to her, just as she said.
His lips ache and he leans forward slightly, letting them hover over hers, feeling her breath on him when he does so. ]
... I don't understand why this feels familiar when everything else is forgotten.
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The body remembers things long after the mind forgets them.
[ She could have used that knowledge to explain scars, mental and physical, but she figured it would have come across a bit silly. ]
I could completely forget you and I'd still want you to kiss me right now.
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This isn't something that comes naturally to him, it's something he's avoided entirely, fought off so as not to get connected to others. But the attraction is there, stronger than ever, and Sasuke's been given permission to give in.
He's not like the person he would be in just a couple of years, the one who holds back in order to keep himself from going insane. He's still stuck in the mindset of when he killed Danzo, when he would take what he wanted and get what he felt he deserved. He doesn't always think and maybe now was one of those times to not think.
Leaning forward, he went to press his lips against hers. It's rough and a little awkward at first, like he can't quite remember how to kiss, but he melts into it quickly. It comes more natural, more desperate, as he lets his body remember what his mind has forgotten. ]