One thing he must admit, in the spirit of fairness*-- he had assumed the mortal might kiss like a statue or a fumbling boy, but he has the type of single-mindedness that seems to him at once to be so passionless as to be, itself, a type of passion.
He doesn't want to pull away; Havelock could come to his senses, abundant as they are. So when he must breathe, he lets up but doesn't quite let go. His lips remain close enough to the mortal's that, were he not waiting to see what reaction he has (if any), he could easily manage to kiss him again.
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Date: 2011-09-07 05:10 am (UTC)One thing he must admit, in the spirit of fairness*-- he had assumed the mortal might kiss like a statue or a fumbling boy, but he has the type of single-mindedness that seems to him at once to be so passionless as to be, itself, a type of passion.
He doesn't want to pull away; Havelock could come to his senses, abundant as they are. So when he must breathe, he lets up but doesn't quite let go. His lips remain close enough to the mortal's that, were he not waiting to see what reaction he has (if any), he could easily manage to kiss him again.