Oh. Well then. Something he'd been expecting for a time, so that's okay then. Something to respond to the way he'd planned (except) something to respond to with dignity, being careful with her feelings (except he wants something else), something to respond to gently (except he wants to say no).
"Countess," he starts, and his voice should give her a clue as to how many thoughts are running through his head. It's hesitant, unsure, like he doesn't quite know how to phrase his ideas.
"Countess, I - oh, kriff it." And with that, he leans forward, turns to her, placing his hands on either side of her face and leaning forward to kiss her gently, momentarily, sweetly as a husband to his wife.
But in the end he pulls back and shakes his head, looking away.
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Date: 2007-08-25 07:43 pm (UTC)Oh. Well then. Something he'd been expecting for a time, so that's okay then. Something to respond to the way he'd planned (except) something to respond to with dignity, being careful with her feelings (except he wants something else), something to respond to gently (except he wants to say no).
"Countess," he starts, and his voice should give her a clue as to how many thoughts are running through his head. It's hesitant, unsure, like he doesn't quite know how to phrase his ideas.
"Countess, I - oh, kriff it." And with that, he leans forward, turns to her, placing his hands on either side of her face and leaning forward to kiss her gently, momentarily, sweetly as a husband to his wife.
But in the end he pulls back and shakes his head, looking away.
"I'm sorry."