"Oh please do! I'd love to tag along!" He hummed, smiling brightly. "If you need to I can be a face for some to see and recognize. I can easily change my face. No one will ever know its me." He laughed softly, suddenly turning his head and taking her hand so he could kiss her palm. "That's alright… show me just a little bit. I'll be alright with that."
"I was trying to do something, Tali." She complained, though if one watched closely, her lips quirked up for the briefest of moments, into a smile more fleeting than the cherry blossoms in Spring, but just as wondrous. "And we'll see about that. I still don't want you accidentally getting hurt or something."
"Oh? I didn't notice." He teased, the momentary smile making his heart flutter. He hoped he could be around for the day she smiled fully once more. He wanted to see that. "I won't, Osora. I'm a smart man."
"Mm, while that's true, I also have to say it's debatable. You exude dumbass energy almost as much as King, if more refined." She said, giving up with her study of his smile for now, instead leaning forward and pressing her lips to the corner of his mouth. "You're an ass, too. Though one I'm fond of. Both you and your actual ass." She teased, face expressionless and voice deadpan, but eyes alight.
He gasped dramatically, clutching at his chest as if she had just shot him. "Me? A dumbs?! Impossible." He teased, laughing. He sobered up with her soft kiss, grinning once more. "I can be an ass can't I?" He replied, a soft blush to his features. "And I have a nice ass. I can't deny its pretty sweet."
"The biggest dumbass." She said, nodding once before shifting her lips just slightly, closer to his but still teasingly far away. "But you do have a nice ass. The best ass I've ever seen." She slid her hands up, into his hair, and tugged slightly on the strands.
Tali held himself back. His eyes flickered to her lips, a look of soft wanting and conflict brewing in his eyes. He could wait. He could be patient. "I'm no dumbass, Osora. I simply have no sense of common sense." He chuckled, his eyes fluttering as her fingers found his hair. It sent tingles down his spine. "Do you really like it?"
Now, Osora was shifting down, just before her lips met his, headed around them. "Yes, Tali. I like your ass. Very much so. In fact, I like everything about you, whatever form you take. Though, I wasn't too sure about you looking like me." She murmured, hands sliding up further into his hair.
He let out a soft whine, his breath slowing as she played around his lips. "I like everything about you too… taking your form was rather fun, but you should like how you look. You're gorgeous." He murmured softly, leaning more into her so their noses touched.
"I'm harsh lines and bloodied knuckles, far from gorgeous. Something, but not gorgeous." She said, tongue flicking out with some of her words, just barely brushing his skin. "Taking my form was hard on you. And it bugged me more looking at myself without a mirror like that." She bumped his nose in return, then went back to her teasing.
(SORRY! Thought I replied!!! I’m a mess this finals week)
“What if I happen to find harsh lines and bloodied knuckles attractive? What if that’s my gorgeous?” He shot back, his eyes darkening as she teased him. “Most people are unnerved about seeing themselves… I won’t take your form again if it bothers you, Osora.”
((Lmao ur good, dw))
“Then you would be one of very few.” She murmured, moving downwards instead of to his lips, nipping lightly at his jaw. “It’s not bothersome, it was just weird. I’ve never met someone who could do that, let alone replicate me so well. Though, you missed a few things.”
(Oooof. I’m back now, might head to bed soon but I’m on for now.)
“Then one of few I am indeed…” Tali let a soft sound slip from his lips, groaning softly. His warm hands met her waist, pressing her carefully closer. “I am good at what I do… but I can’t get it perfect. In order to perfectly replicate you, I’d have to have studied every inch of your body, every part of your skin.”
“I’m small, so that wouldn’t be too hard. Though, it’d still be a lot of time to spend looking at me.” She pointed out, pausing in one spot to tease him. “You know, Tali, if there’s something you want, just say so.”
“A lot of time. I wouldn’t mind it.” He purred, his arms tightening around her waist. His head was feeling a little fuzzy, which was a strange new experience for him. “Would it be wrong to want your kisses?”
“Mm, you might mind it. I’m sure you’d quickly find there wasn’t much more than scars to look at.” She said, lips flickering as he spoke again. “I don’t think so, no. Is that what you want, Tali? You want me to kiss you?”
“I don’t care about the scars, I’ve fallen for you already. Your scars are just as pretty as the rest of you.” He reassured, tilting his head gently and sighing deeply. “Please, I want a kiss… you’re driving me insane…”
Even if he had gone insane from her teasing he wouldn’t have taken the kiss by force or by surprise. He knew all too well how traumatic it could be to have something like that taken by force.
“I think that’s what makes you so perfect. You see my scars as part of me.” She said, a warm note to her voice. Slowly, she pulled away, eyes flickering over his face. “Only because you asked so nicely.” She teased, leaning in and finally pressing her lips to his, the urgency in the kiss belying how much it had been effecting her to tease him.
“Well they are apart of you.” Tali nearly fainted as she spoke once more, his brain not quite registering the words As his hands nervously tightened around her waist.
However, he was more focused on the curve of her lips, on how pretty he found her edges and smooth lines.
When their lips finally met, Tali’s instincts took over. He pressed deeply into it, his hand at the small of her back to hold her steadily against him.
Osora hadn’t been kidding. One of the most amazing things about him was his willingness to accept each part of her she showed him, the good and bad and even the uglier parts. One day, maybe they’d both be able to lay themselves completely bare, metaphorically, allowing each other to see everything.
But for now, the way he held tight to her hips and pulled her against him was just fine. The gentle but firm insistence to his kiss, and matching his moves with her own. Those were what mattered right now.
Oh how Tali wished for that day they could open each other up, and be free with their words. He wanted to show her his real self, the real Tali, but something deep and learned whispered to lock himself up with a key that didn’t exist.
Even as he kissed her now, passionately and with every fiber of his love, he couldn’t help but wonder if this was really what Osora wanted, if she really wanted someone as broken as he.
"You make me feel like a person capable of loving." Osora murmured against his lips, never once breaking the kiss even to speak. Her hands kept their gentle grip in his hair, tightening and loosening on occasion. She was, entirely, wrapped up in him. And there really wasn't any place she would rather be.
Her soft words brought a soft comfort to his anxious mind, a low hum leaving his throat. Tali brought her closer, pressed right up against his chest. "And you make me feel like I'm lovable…" he replied softly, reveling in the way her lips felt against his.
"Good. Because you are." She stated the words with all the conviction of someone talking about a subject important to them, pressing harder into the kiss as though proving that the best way she could right then. She shifted, adjusting the way she was sitting now that she was pressed against him like that.
Tali eagerly allowed her to shift, drinking in as much of her taste as he could. He could hardly believe someone could taste so sweet and lovely. In all his experience he had never once felt such love towards the one he was kissing.