Never pegged you as such an optimistic romantic, Takeshi.
[There's a quip to her mouth; a cheeky smile emerging. Her thumb brushes over his bottom lip, and up close, he isn't any less handsome. He's full of angles, emerging fine lines; Takeshi Kovacs is a solid mass of a man, and he's beautiful, and under all of that, he's a terrible, soppy, romantic.
She kisses him, after a moment. It's slow, it's careful. It's the first time she's kissed him with all her wits about her; without the thread of transformation immediate and terrifying. He tastes like a lifetime of cigarettes. He tastes like night cap, like lingering ash, just like the caves. It's grounding, it's lovely. ]
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[There's a quip to her mouth; a cheeky smile emerging. Her thumb brushes over his bottom lip, and up close, he isn't any less handsome. He's full of angles, emerging fine lines; Takeshi Kovacs is a solid mass of a man, and he's beautiful, and under all of that, he's a terrible, soppy, romantic.
She kisses him, after a moment. It's slow, it's careful. It's the first time she's kissed him with all her wits about her; without the thread of transformation immediate and terrifying. He tastes like a lifetime of cigarettes. He tastes like night cap, like lingering ash, just like the caves. It's grounding, it's lovely. ]