So he wasn't rejecting her? That's a huge relief. The effect is almost instantaneous. She relaxes and lets her arms slacken.
"Macking?" That gets a real laugh and a real smile out of her, and she shakes her head, giving him an amusedly perplexed looking. "Dave, I have no idea what that even means!"
Human slang. She will never entirely get it. But the fact that he got in close then moved away again just poses a challenge to her that she has to meet, so she does the same, shuffling until their shoulders touch again. It's high time they stopped being stupid and awkward about this and acknowledged the reality here. Every time she thinks about him, her aquatic vascular system flutters, and he might not know it, but she tries to make sure there's always room for him in whatever she does. They've flirted. They've kissed. They've watched human seadweller movies together. That's pretty serious right there.
"I meant like... we go back to the hive, and we do whatever we want to," she explains... though it's not much of an explanation. She's worried that if she's too explicit, he might just get scared and run off or something, but maybe she needs to give him a little more credit than that. He's certainly not as guarded around her as he used to be, even if she feels like she's still missing out on some integral facet to him. This might be her chance to find out. "Maybe just kissing, or... or touching! Or more than that. Whatever feels right at the time. Whatever you are willing to do!"
Feferi has never been a very reserved person, and heck, she was just as nude as the day she was hatched in front of him! But somehow that was different. That's just a body, nothing more or less. But the kind of intimacy she's hinting at, it's a big thing for her. It's not that she's ashamed, or even scared, but nervous, and it manifests in her wavering ability to look at him without going entirely pink.
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Date: 2013-07-08 03:54 pm (UTC)"Macking?" That gets a real laugh and a real smile out of her, and she shakes her head, giving him an amusedly perplexed looking. "Dave, I have no idea what that even means!"
Human slang. She will never entirely get it. But the fact that he got in close then moved away again just poses a challenge to her that she has to meet, so she does the same, shuffling until their shoulders touch again. It's high time they stopped being stupid and awkward about this and acknowledged the reality here. Every time she thinks about him, her aquatic vascular system flutters, and he might not know it, but she tries to make sure there's always room for him in whatever she does. They've flirted. They've kissed. They've watched human seadweller movies together. That's pretty serious right there.
"I meant like... we go back to the hive, and we do whatever we want to," she explains... though it's not much of an explanation. She's worried that if she's too explicit, he might just get scared and run off or something, but maybe she needs to give him a little more credit than that. He's certainly not as guarded around her as he used to be, even if she feels like she's still missing out on some integral facet to him. This might be her chance to find out. "Maybe just kissing, or... or touching! Or more than that. Whatever feels right at the time. Whatever you are willing to do!"
Feferi has never been a very reserved person, and heck, she was just as nude as the day she was hatched in front of him! But somehow that was different. That's just a body, nothing more or less. But the kind of intimacy she's hinting at, it's a big thing for her. It's not that she's ashamed, or even scared, but nervous, and it manifests in her wavering ability to look at him without going entirely pink.