[ The word is carefully, nervously spoken. Even with the reverb to his voice, he cannot quite escape how it trembles. He swallows -- even though he knows that his throat doesn't really feel try (can't feel dry), it's more of the memory of what it once felt like. A ghost of a smile appears first before he leans forward.
It's not that much distance between them. It doesn't feel like there is. Yet there is that second of hesitation before he presses his lips against the metal. A soft sound of his own metal jaw as it lightly touches Zenyatta's face. He would rather it all be flesh, so that he could feel more.
He can feel the heat beneath the metal on the part still human. It's a nice feeling honestly, not too hot. It's comforting, but maybe that it is because it's his master. No, that's not right. It's the person that he loves. Just thinking like that, it makes his heart clench a little as his hands drop down to wrap around his shoulders and kiss him more.
To press his lips against the side of his face, to adore him, to probably give more than a first kiss but second, third... ]
I CAN DO IT!
[ The word is carefully, nervously spoken. Even with the reverb to his voice, he cannot quite escape how it trembles. He swallows -- even though he knows that his throat doesn't really feel try (can't feel dry), it's more of the memory of what it once felt like. A ghost of a smile appears first before he leans forward.
It's not that much distance between them. It doesn't feel like there is. Yet there is that second of hesitation before he presses his lips against the metal. A soft sound of his own metal jaw as it lightly touches Zenyatta's face. He would rather it all be flesh, so that he could feel more.
He can feel the heat beneath the metal on the part still human. It's a nice feeling honestly, not too hot. It's comforting, but maybe that it is because it's his master. No, that's not right. It's the person that he loves. Just thinking like that, it makes his heart clench a little as his hands drop down to wrap around his shoulders and kiss him more.
To press his lips against the side of his face, to adore him, to probably give more than a first kiss but second, third... ]