[ His first instinct is to kiss back. This is old hat for them, after all -- competition spilled over into other things is how they first fell into this relationship, after all. It comes naturally.
So he does, his fingers digging into her shoulders, immediately kissing back with fierce familiarity, tongue and fangs not being at all gentle. ]
[ she blinks, not having expected THAT, so she stumbles easily into the air hockey table. ]
...uh, kissing you, duh.
And, no, not really, but you told me about us. It didn't seem like you were lying. Like, feelings are hard to lie about, especially ones like... that. [ and she's desperate to find pleasure and there was only so much she could grasp from playing little games. ]
[ King has had total amnesia enough times to be positively vexed by how calmly she can accept making out with someone she just met and told her-- well, all that. ]
Are you sure you-- . . .
[ He trails off, unsure what to say, and then . . . D.Va will feel a wave of emotions hit her -- emotions that are definitely not hers. Sadness, sharp and painful, but carefully shepherded into a teeny, tiny box. Confusion and surprise, since -- well. Exhaustion. Anger. Desire of his own, since he was mid-competition and then mid-makeout with his super hot girlfriend that he's crazy about.
Which, by the way -- the underlying love for her is clear through the bond, and enough to sweep her away if she's not careful. ]
[ she might not think twice about making out with randos, but this is different. she'd also like to see if she can... unlock, so to speak, all of stuff hidden deep inside of her. it couldn't have been erased. she can't just be a clean slate. her memories are still there, and she just needs to dig them out of hiding or whatever. ]
Sure I'm su- [ she's confused in an instant. what the fuck is going on?! the sadness has her reeling back a bit, like... he doesn't seem sad. she's immediately confused. kind of... scared, to a point, that he feels he needs to hide that. the confusion ( and surprise ) is ignored for obvious reason. as is the exhaustion. she knows what dealing with her is like, ok. the anger... is troubling. ]
[ she opens her mouth to ask about these things, but then she's hit with the feelings that are VERY clearly about her. she chokes, as if the wind had been completely knocked out of her, his feelings coming at her hard and fast. her face colors as she ducks, looking aside to try to hide it all, because she's definitely getting swept up in it. ] A- Atem?
[ she's just going to shut him the hell up with a kiss, and when she's feeling her head swim she'll break it, but just because she wants to add, ] Don't. Don't turn it off.
[ she's feeling a little overwhelmed... but also real bad that she can't reciprocate all of these feelings to the degree that he's giving them. ] I'm fine. Don't stop, please, ... don't stop. [ it's been real weird having to be... nothing. being told all of this stuff is one thing and she's accept some of it, sure, but other things she'd considered with a grain of thought. feeling it, like this, it makes it more real. so much so that she doesn't even realize she's started crying. ]
[ He pauses, watching her, concern telegraphing loud and clear. He lifts a hand like he's going to reach for her, but then it hovers there, uncertain. ]
Page 73 of 139