[Color. A word that has haunted him. In the form of a title, a role, a thing whispered to him by that voice. To paint it all with all the colors in the world.]
[A word he could care less for, at this point. Perhaps he should take offense at that. But he remembers what she said before, under the cherry blossoms. He remembers her vibrant pictures.]
[He told her then that he didn't think he could see the world like she could. That his colors were limited, that it was already too late. But here, she asks for it, and maybe, just maybe, he can see that meager light at the end of the tunnel. There should be no saving for his wretched soul.]
[In this moment, there's a painful part that wants to believe it can be.]
[He nods, pulling back up to give her a light kiss to the lips, before his hands unzip her, start shifting the fabric down. Carefully, off one leg, then the other, knocking off her shoes in the process. Oh. She's red here, too. Wonderful. A sight to set the heart aflame.]
[Vergilius then hooks his thumbs on the sides of her underwear to pull them down as well, something crushingly soft in his eyes as he uses one hand to pull hers towards his abdomen, above the line of his pants.]
me slapping on the nsfw tag here
[A word he could care less for, at this point. Perhaps he should take offense at that. But he remembers what she said before, under the cherry blossoms. He remembers her vibrant pictures.]
[He told her then that he didn't think he could see the world like she could. That his colors were limited, that it was already too late. But here, she asks for it, and maybe, just maybe, he can see that meager light at the end of the tunnel. There should be no saving for his wretched soul.]
[In this moment, there's a painful part that wants to believe it can be.]
[He nods, pulling back up to give her a light kiss to the lips, before his hands unzip her, start shifting the fabric down. Carefully, off one leg, then the other, knocking off her shoes in the process. Oh. She's red here, too. Wonderful. A sight to set the heart aflame.]
[Vergilius then hooks his thumbs on the sides of her underwear to pull them down as well, something crushingly soft in his eyes as he uses one hand to pull hers towards his abdomen, above the line of his pants.]
Touch me...all you want.