[ He doesn't tug her. But he puts the book down and his feet on the floor, opening himself up to her, his body swaying against her warmth as if magnetized on a deep and nuclear level. It's not much of an embrace; his free arm is a loose curl around her waist, his head slumped against her torso the way he might slump against a wall, forehead to breastbone, eyes shut and stomach fluttering. Yet it's so familiar, so uncannily good, he feels as if he's opened some long unseen Portuguese book, and can parse out the complex text without a dictionary. ]
[ At her words, he swallows dryly, lips tracing the slope of her belly, the fabric hot from her skin. ]
For you, it's been a while. But ... not so much for me. Time's supposed to dilate when you're in space. It's faster when you're away from a large mass, like a planet. Not slower. Except that's what's happened to me. [ Temporal anomalies. He'sure the bright minds on the Enterprise would be piqued. Chekov especially. He wonders what the kid is up to right now. ]
[ Quieter, an almost imperceptible catch in his words, like he's unused to the honesty, ]
Everything is so strange. How can ... you even want this anymore?
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Date: 2014-12-07 09:24 pm (UTC)[ At her words, he swallows dryly, lips tracing the slope of her belly, the fabric hot from her skin. ]
For you, it's been a while. But ... not so much for me. Time's supposed to dilate when you're in space. It's faster when you're away from a large mass, like a planet. Not slower. Except that's what's happened to me. [ Temporal anomalies. He'sure the bright minds on the Enterprise would be piqued. Chekov especially. He wonders what the kid is up to right now. ]
[ Quieter, an almost imperceptible catch in his words, like he's unused to the honesty, ]
Everything is so strange. How can ... you even want this anymore?