[He answers it just the same, a little out of breath after the slight squeal that had escaped from the spinning embrace. He's smiling, he's flushed and his skin is so cold, but he feels warm here, pressed so close to someone else. His hands are between them, fingertips pressed testingly to the cloth over Asra's chest, and then his palms press down and slide up ever so slightly, as well. It's not a push, not at all, with how his fingers curl longingly into fabric. It's just a feel.]
And if that's the case, then the weather was fair enough for us to meet. Only once a year are the magpies able to create a bridge for us, and thanks to countless prayers, we've made it. Each other lifeless day matters not when we can embrace like this.
[He's really into this playing along with the story thing, as it turns out. It's a metaphor? He's viewing it as such. His body isn't always so healthy, and so he'll treat it like a "once in a year" event, all the same. It's best to take advantage of that.
His nose nuzzles a little closer, his breath ghosting over Asra's face.]
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[He answers it just the same, a little out of breath after the slight squeal that had escaped from the spinning embrace. He's smiling, he's flushed and his skin is so cold, but he feels warm here, pressed so close to someone else. His hands are between them, fingertips pressed testingly to the cloth over Asra's chest, and then his palms press down and slide up ever so slightly, as well. It's not a push, not at all, with how his fingers curl longingly into fabric. It's just a feel.]
And if that's the case, then the weather was fair enough for us to meet. Only once a year are the magpies able to create a bridge for us, and thanks to countless prayers, we've made it. Each other lifeless day matters not when we can embrace like this.
[He's really into this playing along with the story thing, as it turns out. It's a metaphor? He's viewing it as such. His body isn't always so healthy, and so he'll treat it like a "once in a year" event, all the same. It's best to take advantage of that.
His nose nuzzles a little closer, his breath ghosting over Asra's face.]
Let's not waste it.