Blair grinned against his lips, pulling him closer. She unlaced one hand from his, wrapping her around around his neck, stretching up on her toes. "You have a much better idea," she murmured, before kissing him again, for a moment feeling completely weightless with him, glee racing through her.
(what about Clary?)
Charlie caught it. “Thanks!” He said, undisappearing. He went and somehow bought two bowls of soup. He brought them back, carefully placing one in front of his brother, who had been eyeing Kit’s soup hungrily.
((Heh, can I steal your excuse? Me too me too. ))
Take gave a hum of amusement at her comment as he wrapped his arms around her, deepening their kiss. He kissed her without restraint, his fingers digging into her back and getting tangled in her midnight blue curls of hair. Grinning, he finally tore his lips from hers but kept his face in close proximity with hers. The feeling of holding her in his arms was something he wished could last forever.
Blair quite honestly didn't mind his fingers getting tangled in her tangled curly hair, her fingers gently dragging through his, even though it was short. All she cared about was that he was there and for the time being they weren't going to be seperated. She made a slight noise of disappointment when he pulled away, but grinned anyway when she saw his face, her eyes flickering open. She cupped on side of his face with her hand gently, not willing to let go, but not daring to speak, fearing it might ruin the precious moment.
Take looked into her eyes with adoration, his gaze unwavering. He released a hand from her hair to caress the line of her jaw. Slowly, he started to sway their bodies side to side in some sort of slow dance. He didn’t know why he initiated it, but it just felt right to him. Their noses rubbed against each other gently, which made him want to chuckle from how sappy they might look, but he was enjoying this intimacy. “Je t’aime” he whispered, the words almost getting caught in his throat as he remembered how to pronounce the words.
They may have looked stupid, arms tangled around each other, bodies swaying gently, but Blair couldn't care less. If she could have stayed there forever, she would have been perfectly content, even if her face was hurting from how much she was grinning. "Je t'aime, aussi." She whispered, stealing another gentle kiss from him, her thumb tracing his jawline similar to what he had done.
