[It sort of makes her feel small and desperate when he looks at her that way, despite knowing exactly where it comes from. And maybe she is, from more than one perspective. Something muddled and uncertain comes across the tether, tinged once more with guilt and hesitation, like slivers of ice in her blood. It's a mixed signal if she ever saw one. And it's a little surprising she'd be so sensitive to it, given her usual headstrong nature.
But in spite of her misgivings, she continues to move; if Hades doesn't want it, he will separate himself from the situation, that much is certain. So, reassuring herself with that thought, she gives him his hand back, though not before placing a kiss on his knuckles, and tenses as if to roll them over, but then thinks the better of a sudden surge like that.]
Switch. I want to... [a pause as her ears turn back, a small flutter of embarrassment leaking through to the other side of the connection,] I want to please you, at least in this way.
no subject
But in spite of her misgivings, she continues to move; if Hades doesn't want it, he will separate himself from the situation, that much is certain. So, reassuring herself with that thought, she gives him his hand back, though not before placing a kiss on his knuckles, and tenses as if to roll them over, but then thinks the better of a sudden surge like that.]
Switch. I want to... [a pause as her ears turn back, a small flutter of embarrassment leaking through to the other side of the connection,] I want to please you, at least in this way.