[ Does it really matter whose mouth is on whose when there are buildings being blown apart in the background?
Eustace is decidedly not thinking about the order of operations here, though he is a little puzzled by this fortuitous turn of events that have aligned their bodies just so. Strangely enough, despite everything that's happening - the sudden burst of noise, a particularly large stone digging uncomfortably into his back - he's pointedly aware of Dokja's lips against his own. A little dry, a little chapped, and gone the next second as the other man scrambles upright with a strangled yell.
Huh.
He's quick to follow suit, pulling himself up and back onto his feet, rolling out one shoulder that seems to have gotten a little scraped up in the fall. At least he doesn't look embarrassed or disturbed when he asks: ]
You okay?
[ From the fall, not from the.....whatever that was. ]
every time i read this tag i burst out laughing, thank you
Eustace is decidedly not thinking about the order of operations here, though he is a little puzzled by this fortuitous turn of events that have aligned their bodies just so. Strangely enough, despite everything that's happening - the sudden burst of noise, a particularly large stone digging uncomfortably into his back - he's pointedly aware of Dokja's lips against his own. A little dry, a little chapped, and gone the next second as the other man scrambles upright with a strangled yell.
Huh.
He's quick to follow suit, pulling himself up and back onto his feet, rolling out one shoulder that seems to have gotten a little scraped up in the fall. At least he doesn't look embarrassed or disturbed when he asks: ]
You okay?
[ From the fall, not from the.....whatever that was. ]