He allows Rukia to reel him in. Not running away, not this time. Even when she meets his lips with her, determined, he doesn't pull away, but deepens the kiss, in a way that is not reluctant, just accepting. He won't pretend he doesn't like Rukia, he won't stupidly shove her, her affections, her anything away.
He's tried that. It doesn't work. He's over that.
He is into the kiss - the attraction is there, the affection, the familiarity and even the need, but he only lets it be a kiss. A long one, searching, licking at the corner of Rukia's lips in the same place that her finger touched his. But he still breaks it apart. After a kiss.
It's just not the time. For more than that.
Not until he can tell her. Tell her what she means to him with words, and how he felt the entire time she was there but out of his grasp; he's holding himself to it. He holds himself to a lot of things.
"Is that okay?" he asks, words not as confident as his touch had been.
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Date: 2012-07-28 06:29 am (UTC)He's tried that. It doesn't work. He's over that.
He is into the kiss - the attraction is there, the affection, the familiarity and even the need, but he only lets it be a kiss. A long one, searching, licking at the corner of Rukia's lips in the same place that her finger touched his. But he still breaks it apart. After a kiss.
It's just not the time. For more than that.
Not until he can tell her. Tell her what she means to him with words, and how he felt the entire time she was there but out of his grasp; he's holding himself to it. He holds himself to a lot of things.
"Is that okay?" he asks, words not as confident as his touch had been.