[ Perhaps he is being slightly overdramatic in terms of how he describes their situation. But honestly, it's accurate. Truly being unable to act upon the newfound nature of their relationship is quite discouraging, much as he knows the wait would be worth it. The wait they had experienced to get here has certainly proved to be as much. Most would likely suggest to just roll with it, to bring their relationship public. After all, Kaia has made her intentions toward Josephine very, very clear among anyone who has shown interest. Rumors have certainly spread, word has gotten around quickly... But Neria and he are private individuals, and who is to say it would not cause problem? Or even perhaps danger? ]
[ There are more reasons to keep things under wraps than to make intentions public. And Cullen is content where they are, even when there are more times they must restrain themselves than let loose, so to say. ]
[ Still, this hardly cuts back how badly he wishes to be close to her every waking moment of the day. Cullen commits to memory the playful nature of Neria's gaze, feeling his stomach flutter as her long lashes do. Such a gaze could kill, and the way his heart skips proves as much. Cullen sways forward a bit more, thumb brushing along her lower lip when she softly breathes against his palm. His voice lowers, a deep yet soft tone where he leans his face in close. ]
My choice of words might not have been... Fitting. But I often imagine a moment such as this at likely the most inopportune of times.
[ The hand at the small of her back applies pressure, gently pushing her closer, their hips coming together. ]
Those thoughts keep me awake at night, stir my composure. Now that I have you here, I fear I will never be able to let go of you.
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[ There are more reasons to keep things under wraps than to make intentions public. And Cullen is content where they are, even when there are more times they must restrain themselves than let loose, so to say. ]
[ Still, this hardly cuts back how badly he wishes to be close to her every waking moment of the day. Cullen commits to memory the playful nature of Neria's gaze, feeling his stomach flutter as her long lashes do. Such a gaze could kill, and the way his heart skips proves as much. Cullen sways forward a bit more, thumb brushing along her lower lip when she softly breathes against his palm. His voice lowers, a deep yet soft tone where he leans his face in close. ]
My choice of words might not have been... Fitting. But I often imagine a moment such as this at likely the most inopportune of times.
[ The hand at the small of her back applies pressure, gently pushing her closer, their hips coming together. ]
Those thoughts keep me awake at night, stir my composure. Now that I have you here, I fear I will never be able to let go of you.