[It's unfortunate how all good things must come to an end. And even Saya would admit that this experience was a good thing. They fit. They meshed together so well in the tight embrace and as nerve-wracked as she had been that night on the balcony, it would probably amaze her later once she was thinking clearly that she was so calm this close.
Was it part of her own instincts? Her sister's Chevalier and... like Rikku and Diva. That was the first time that had occurred to her really in any sense other than Diva's Chevalier equating 'my enemy'. That definition was in the past but this second one, this one that Diva knew all along...
No one else could give me what this one man can.... That's the purpose of the Chevaliers. Something that I could never, ever have. And something that I never wanted before. Something that I tried to snuff out with my own hands.
Alright, now she was breaking into a new flush. She had never even considered that avenue with Solomon but now that she had, she couldn't simply banish the thought. What part of this was instinct calling to her? Was there more to this? She was comfortable in his hold, comfortable with his lips and now heatedly aware of just how close they were.
It was with reluctance on her part that she brought her hands back to those shoulders, gradually breaking that kiss. She had to end it now though. Now that she was... now that she was thinking things she had to pull away, put some distance between them and try to pretend that she wasn't flushed and a little dazed. Even if she looked like it.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 10:16 am (UTC)Was it part of her own instincts? Her sister's Chevalier and... like Rikku and Diva.
That was the first time that had occurred to her really in any sense other than Diva's Chevalier equating 'my enemy'. That definition was in the past but this second one, this one that Diva knew all along...
No one else could give me what this one man can.... That's the purpose of the Chevaliers. Something that I could never, ever have. And something that I never wanted before.
Something that I tried to snuff out with my own hands.
Alright, now she was breaking into a new flush. She had never even considered that avenue with Solomon but now that she had, she couldn't simply banish the thought.
What part of this was instinct calling to her? Was there more to this? She was comfortable in his hold, comfortable with his lips and now heatedly aware of just how close they were.
It was with reluctance on her part that she brought her hands back to those shoulders, gradually breaking that kiss. She had to end it now though. Now that she was... now that she was thinking things she had to pull away, put some distance between them and try to pretend that she wasn't flushed and a little dazed.
Even if she looked like it.]