Lila regrets it when he takes the glass from her. And then the next moment even more, when he cups her cheek like she's delicate. His thumb, wet with his own blood, is too gentle on her lip, and she can't stop staring at his eyes. One the color of the ocean, the other the color of the night sky.
The worst part is the waiting, and the way she can feel his magic tingling under her skin. When he moves his thumb away, she instinctively swipes her tongue along her lower lip, tasting copper. It isn't sore. Even her jaw, where she'd taken a punch, has stopped throbbing.
She doesn't say thank you, even as she's thinking it. Instead, she catches his hand, which he hasn't moved very far, hasn't cleaned off yet. She holds onto his palm and brings his thumb to her mouth, licking the bloodied pad of his finger, and presses a kiss to it.
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Date: 2016-04-28 05:16 am (UTC)The worst part is the waiting, and the way she can feel his magic tingling under her skin. When he moves his thumb away, she instinctively swipes her tongue along her lower lip, tasting copper. It isn't sore. Even her jaw, where she'd taken a punch, has stopped throbbing.
She doesn't say thank you, even as she's thinking it. Instead, she catches his hand, which he hasn't moved very far, hasn't cleaned off yet. She holds onto his palm and brings his thumb to her mouth, licking the bloodied pad of his finger, and presses a kiss to it.