I don't dislike fruit. I just like yogurt better. And by the time I get to the fruit I'm tired of eating. [ And someone else likes that part more than her. Someone she likes to know is eating the fruit after her.
What silly thoughts she could have sometimes. Gansey doesn't even know the half of it.
She takes a skewer from him and nearly blushes as he implies the gift is for him too. She takes a strawberry and carefully skewers it, then dips it in the melted chocolate.
She holds it out for him to eat first, smiling at him. ] First bite is for you.
A thank you. For everything today, Gansey. I mean it. [ Her voice takes on a somewhat serious but somehow still sweet tone, showing she does mean her gratitude. ]
Oh. Somehow the thought of this had not quite occurred to him. If Blue nearly flushes, Gansey really does. But then he leans forward to snag the coated strawberry from her skewer, and the sweetness of that is absolutely nothing compared to the fact that she just fed him a strawberry.
Jesus, he has to get a hold of himself. Growing in boldness, he skewers one of his own, dips it, and offers it to her. His heart is in his mouth, which makes it hard to swallow. But he does, and then smiles at her. ]
See? I knew they’d be good. Don't thank me. [ Because that only makes him flush more, honestly. She has no right to sound that sweet. ]
Your turn, Jane.
[ He’s looking far too closely at her lips. This is such dangerous ground. ]
[ She watches him as he takes the strawberry. Wraps his lips around it and licks the chocolate off them once it's devoured.
Oh.
This was bad.
She shouldn't have done it.
The temptation to lean in and see if his lips tasted like chocolate and strawberries was overwhelming. If he hadn't skewered his own strawberry, she'd have almost given in. Almost. The real threat to his life did prevent her from doing so...
She nearly flushed herself as he brought the new strawberry to her lips. ] Guess I should enjoy it too, huh? [ More than she already has...
Her eyes are on his as she leans in close and wraps her lips around the strawberry. Or tries to. She manages to get it all, but it took some effort after nearly missing. She holds a hand under her chin as she sits back quickly to finish the strawberry, but chocolate drips over her lips, a spot landing on her chin.
She licks the bit from her lips away, leaving the little on her chin, and looks back to Gansey. ] Did I get it all? [ She asks as she licks the bit from her thumb that dripped onto her hand. ]
[ Gansey stares down at her. The way her lips wrap around the strawberry absolutely steals his vision. He's no longer aware of the forest around them, or the smell of the fire, or even the taste of chocolate in his own mouth. In fact, his mouth feels dry. His pulse is racing, and he's sure that she must be able to hear it.
He is going to embarrass himself. She smudges chocolate on her chin, and all he can think about doing is leaning in to press his lips against hers. To lick that spilled chocolate away and kiss her, instead.
There she is, so close to him and so happy and sweet, and she's the most lovely creature he's ever seen. She's appealing beyond reason. He doesn't understand himself. He knows what the limits are, knows that he's already pushing close to them and cannot go any further. He knows that.
And yet he wishes. He wishes that he could.
With what he considers to be admirable self control, Gansey reaches up to touch his fingers to her jaw, and with the pad of his thumb, he brushes the smudge of chocolate away. Her skin is so soft and warm beneath his hand that he just doesn't think it's fair. ]
You do now.
[ His voice sounds strange in his own ears. He makes himself swallow, and then remembers how dry his mouth is. He forces his hand to drop and catch up an energy drink instead, which he brings to his lips to occupy them. Trying for nonchalance, he then offers the bottle to her. ]
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What silly thoughts she could have sometimes. Gansey doesn't even know the half of it.
She takes a skewer from him and nearly blushes as he implies the gift is for him too. She takes a strawberry and carefully skewers it, then dips it in the melted chocolate.
She holds it out for him to eat first, smiling at him. ] First bite is for you.
A thank you. For everything today, Gansey. I mean it. [ Her voice takes on a somewhat serious but somehow still sweet tone, showing she does mean her gratitude. ]
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Oh. Somehow the thought of this had not quite occurred to him. If Blue nearly flushes, Gansey really does. But then he leans forward to snag the coated strawberry from her skewer, and the sweetness of that is absolutely nothing compared to the fact that she just fed him a strawberry.
Jesus, he has to get a hold of himself. Growing in boldness, he skewers one of his own, dips it, and offers it to her. His heart is in his mouth, which makes it hard to swallow. But he does, and then smiles at her. ]
See? I knew they’d be good. Don't thank me. [ Because that only makes him flush more, honestly. She has no right to sound that sweet. ]
Your turn, Jane.
[ He’s looking far too closely at her lips. This is such dangerous ground. ]
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Oh.
This was bad.
She shouldn't have done it.
The temptation to lean in and see if his lips tasted like chocolate and strawberries was overwhelming. If he hadn't skewered his own strawberry, she'd have almost given in. Almost. The real threat to his life did prevent her from doing so...
She nearly flushed herself as he brought the new strawberry to her lips. ] Guess I should enjoy it too, huh? [ More than she already has...
Her eyes are on his as she leans in close and wraps her lips around the strawberry. Or tries to. She manages to get it all, but it took some effort after nearly missing. She holds a hand under her chin as she sits back quickly to finish the strawberry, but chocolate drips over her lips, a spot landing on her chin.
She licks the bit from her lips away, leaving the little on her chin, and looks back to Gansey. ] Did I get it all? [ She asks as she licks the bit from her thumb that dripped onto her hand. ]
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He is going to embarrass himself. She smudges chocolate on her chin, and all he can think about doing is leaning in to press his lips against hers. To lick that spilled chocolate away and kiss her, instead.
There she is, so close to him and so happy and sweet, and she's the most lovely creature he's ever seen. She's appealing beyond reason. He doesn't understand himself. He knows what the limits are, knows that he's already pushing close to them and cannot go any further. He knows that.
And yet he wishes. He wishes that he could.
With what he considers to be admirable self control, Gansey reaches up to touch his fingers to her jaw, and with the pad of his thumb, he brushes the smudge of chocolate away. Her skin is so soft and warm beneath his hand that he just doesn't think it's fair. ]
You do now.
[ His voice sounds strange in his own ears. He makes himself swallow, and then remembers how dry his mouth is. He forces his hand to drop and catch up an energy drink instead, which he brings to his lips to occupy them. Trying for nonchalance, he then offers the bottle to her. ]
It's good, isn't it? Better than I thought.