( She feels a little flushed, is the thing. It's difficult to tell why. Maybe it's that the colour of his eyes change up close, maybe it's the hand at the base of her spine, maybe it's just that she's enjoying herself like this, helpless flirtation drawing her deeper and deeper. Either way, Daisy feels warm and pleased all over, the smile on her lips something sweet but still sly. )
That'd be telling.
( Her answer would probably be all of them. There's a familiarity about him that makes her want to understand. She knows as much as the next person that sharing and caring doesn't come easily for some people, and she's definitely under the impression it's the case for him. But his jokes and his charm have done something of a number on her anyway, caught her curiosity.
Maybe she's relieved to find herself wanting, after Lincoln. She's finally realising that she isn't dead inside, that there's a life for her to live and a whole realm of possibility still out there. Strange that she needed a city based on cuddling to help her heal, but she's not really complaining.
There's still icing on her fingers from where she'd fed him, and Daisy doesn't think twice before she's licking it off, something heated in her gaze. )
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That'd be telling.
( Her answer would probably be all of them. There's a familiarity about him that makes her want to understand. She knows as much as the next person that sharing and caring doesn't come easily for some people, and she's definitely under the impression it's the case for him. But his jokes and his charm have done something of a number on her anyway, caught her curiosity.
Maybe she's relieved to find herself wanting, after Lincoln. She's finally realising that she isn't dead inside, that there's a life for her to live and a whole realm of possibility still out there. Strange that she needed a city based on cuddling to help her heal, but she's not really complaining.
There's still icing on her fingers from where she'd fed him, and Daisy doesn't think twice before she's licking it off, something heated in her gaze. )
Is it doing anything for you yet?