[ As easily as she falls into this simple, one-sided happiness, he jolts her out of it just as quickly. The way his weight suddenly slumps forward, that rough and anguished sound he makes, even the wetness of his cheeks as they press against the now-bare skin of her chest— She jerks upward onto her elbows beneath him, inhaling with a sharp—albeit much softer—sound of her own. ]
Kiritsugu—
[ She doesn't think as she lifts her hand back to his head, fingers threading into his hair. The reaction is startling, extreme, and not at all something she's accustomed to from him, and in her surprise, all she can do is watch the shaking of his shoulders with wide eyes. ]
truly
Kiritsugu—
[ She doesn't think as she lifts her hand back to his head, fingers threading into his hair. The reaction is startling, extreme, and not at all something she's accustomed to from him, and in her surprise, all she can do is watch the shaking of his shoulders with wide eyes. ]