The kiss brings some of the fight back into him. It's like Faraday is breathing the life back into him with a kiss, like a fairytale he wants to indulge in. He grabs at Faraday's shirt, scraping his blunt nails down the fabric of his shirt, tugging him in and letting out a sound like he never expected to be rescued.
Maybe a part of him had honestly thought that he wouldn't make it in time. The adrenaline of being rescued is warring with that worry and it's pumping through his veins now, which means that they need to get out. Still, not until he gets at least a little more of a kiss, leaning in for a second round as he tells himself not to push himself on Faraday and demand more.
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Date: 2018-06-22 07:17 pm (UTC)Maybe a part of him had honestly thought that he wouldn't make it in time. The adrenaline of being rescued is warring with that worry and it's pumping through his veins now, which means that they need to get out. Still, not until he gets at least a little more of a kiss, leaning in for a second round as he tells himself not to push himself on Faraday and demand more.
"Lead the way, querido, I'll follow you."