(for all her struggles, vertin is....far more softer than most would be in these moments. some things are difficult, uncharted territory which she is faced often with against a storm of her own when it comes to allowing others past the constant wall she keeps around her heart. around herself, even. kissing is something she never had done back then; not even until recently when her first had been whisked away by schneider under her umbrella. there is no anger, no roughness to it. heated might come in a different sense were it to be pushed there, but vertin would never be so foolish to presume things.
there were always comments on her looks, how handsome she is and occasionally women did flirt with her in her travels. however, she never spent the night with them either. she would speak and keep her distance which had eventually turned to a pointless struggle ever since their meeting. she breaks past vertin's carefully crafted lockbox around her heart and reaches out to it with her own similarities. her own feelings which resonated strongly within the timekeeper she couldn't help the way it swept her up along the waves.
she wouldn't dare pull away as one arm gradually wraps around schneider's waist; the other eventually moving to find a resting spot along her back on instinct. she lacks experience, but she melts all the same and follows what feels right in this moment. and that would be to kiss her, to melt in passion. they only had nothing but time to quiet away within the early hours of the evening be it talking or joined lips and more.
all vertin knows is that her heart would never stop pounding the way that it is now before her.)
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there were always comments on her looks, how handsome she is and occasionally women did flirt with her in her travels. however, she never spent the night with them either. she would speak and keep her distance which had eventually turned to a pointless struggle ever since their meeting. she breaks past vertin's carefully crafted lockbox around her heart and reaches out to it with her own similarities. her own feelings which resonated strongly within the timekeeper she couldn't help the way it swept her up along the waves.
she wouldn't dare pull away as one arm gradually wraps around schneider's waist; the other eventually moving to find a resting spot along her back on instinct. she lacks experience, but she melts all the same and follows what feels right in this moment. and that would be to kiss her, to melt in passion. they only had nothing but time to quiet away within the early hours of the evening be it talking or joined lips and more.
all vertin knows is that her heart would never stop pounding the way that it is now before her.)