[Paul bends like a willow under Kaworu's guidance, hovering on the precipice of another kiss. They may never make it out of here.]
You're inspiring.
[He breathes deep, heady on sea breezes and the elusive electric tang of Kaworu's skin. It feels only natural for these words to pour out of him, even necessary. As if, if he didn't speak them, they'd tangle in his throat and stick there.]
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You're inspiring.
[He breathes deep, heady on sea breezes and the elusive electric tang of Kaworu's skin. It feels only natural for these words to pour out of him, even necessary. As if, if he didn't speak them, they'd tangle in his throat and stick there.]
I didn't know I was allowed to look.