Leia Organa Solo (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} yourhighnessnes) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
Leia got half a sound of half-hearted protest in before he’d scooped her up, Galen clearly so immediately ready to re-spark where they’d left off, and let it carry them both away, right in this moment. Leia couldn’t entirely blame him either, as wholly inappropriate as this was becoming, everything they’d worked towards really had seemed so powerful, and so certain after that day they spent together through the doors, and then - well, then she was left with not knowing how to handle this new wolf-shaped affliction, and just as quickly, their closeness seemed to inexplicably disappear. So, she could hardly blame him for wanting not to waste a second longer now they'd found their resolution.
Leia did indulge for just a moment as he kissed her; the rush of feeling her heart pound, equally swept up and too quickly sensing it would only be impossibly easy to let all else melt away, forget all else than they were both in this space, and they felt as intensely as they did. Technically, she didn’t want to let the moment go so soon, however this wasn’t quite her preferred location, to pursue their re-connection and move on from what was now, until the full moon arrived, something she’d allowed herself to cast aside her fears on. Even if this space was convenient - that was about all it had going for it.
There was some reluctance to breaking the kiss, and she sighed. “Come on-” The Princess gave him a gentle, tender sort of push to put a little space between them, palms to his chest, and still in his arms. “We best take advantage of all the shopping there is to do while we’re here-”