[ 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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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. ]