[ Gamora doesn't quite laugh, but her huff of a breath is still warm, pleased. He'd responded so quickly that it's much easier to take him at face value. ]
I do.
[ And to offer more reassurance, to make sure he knows she means it, she leans in again, and this time, she presses her lips properly against his. It's different from the night of the motel, where it had been driven so much by emotion and a fear of loss, of wanting to have something real to cling to. She'd wanted to feel grounded and alive, and that had tangled itself together in a mess of her outstanding feelings for Peter.
Those kisses resolved no questions, but only created more.
no subject
I do.
[ And to offer more reassurance, to make sure he knows she means it, she leans in again, and this time, she presses her lips properly against his. It's different from the night of the motel, where it had been driven so much by emotion and a fear of loss, of wanting to have something real to cling to. She'd wanted to feel grounded and alive, and that had tangled itself together in a mess of her outstanding feelings for Peter.
Those kisses resolved no questions, but only created more.
This kiss is an answer. A promise. ]