by ToxicShadow » 02/23/2008 4:35 AM
Surprised. A little bit. Not enough. It didn't throw him off a whole not, for who knew all what Jakerz had done in his years of life. He probably didn't remember half of it, since most of what happened was never deemed important. He didn't act against the sudden kiss, he didn't pull away or freeze under his touch, but he didn't act into either. He let himself be kissed, showing know direct emotional displays either way.
A contained 'heh.' As he was being watched, he watched the other. He observed. Much of his life was about observation. It was as plain as day that his heart picked up, and he shook his head.
"It is pointless to fret. I'm attracted to you." - How so? He didn't say. The term 'attraction' could be used in many ways, but there was no reason to think that he was being deceiving, rather or not he was. So far, he'd been pretty straight forward with Rein.
"Before you slept, I asked what you longed for and what you'd give for it. Do you remember?" Jogging his memory.
What happened next, it was another step in the deal. The Gallizar leaned forward, griping Rein's shoulders, drawing closer so that he busied him in a return kiss. He didn't want to stop kissing him, as emotion spilled over passing from his lips to the others. A feeling he could drink in, let wash over him. He'd only give enough of a break to take in air before being back at it again. Forceful. No setting him free. Why? Why?
The hands slide down from the shoulders into the upper chest. They moved inside the other's body, harmlessly. It wouldn't cause him pain, as they were tangible to all parts of the body, now, save for what he was targeting. No pain, just a feeling he would be used to. Lets hope he kept busy enough, since Jakerz multi tasked this whole plot. Kiss him and remove his lungs. Good idea.
When he finally decided he wanted to stop, albeit Rein could just as easily lean with him if he'd decided he'd wanted to continue. "You wanted someone to love, I'll be your lover." He said, voice a little raspy from what he did. Heart didn't beat, but he still was accustomed to breathing. It was just a habit.
Clutched in his hands were the partially removed lungs, which he held right against Rein's chest since he couldn't pull them out completely without finishing detaching them. They still moved and functioned with each inhale and exhale. Though out of body, it wouldn't put strain on their owner.
"But I must take these in return. You'll live, but you'll never need to breath again."