[So upon research, we never actually GOT to the smut part of this. Let's fix that, y?]
[Heero Yuy was a purely logical creature. That's what everyone seemed to assume of him, when brevity and focus was the first impression he made. It was also an astonishingly incorrect assumption, as anyone who spoke to him frankly for a decent length of time would quickly learn. Too often, people assumed that to cut the frills from interactions equaled a robotic response, and that expressiveness was the epitome of being human. Heero had found, frankly, that such obfuscation was pointless. He was perfectly capable of acknowledging emotions without revealing them.]
[That didn't mean he always had control over them, however. Like right now, with Relena, almost in the nude, hands on his stiffened shoulders and pressing ever closer to him. He found in fact that he had a range of emotions running through him- Fear. Excitement. Apprehension. Shock. He wasn't sure any of them were being particularly useful at the moment, however.]
[Heero cleared his throat, focusing on little mental instructions at a time. School your face. Ignore the physical sensations below the shoulders. Eyes on her face. Don't make assumptions.] And... you wish to thank me by greeting me in one of my shirts?
[Sometimes, stating the obvious could easily read as sarcasm. Right now, it was purely avoidance. He had an irrational flare of survival instinct, like being caught undercover.]
RELENAAAAA | I'm going to regret this immediately
[Heero Yuy was a purely logical creature. That's what everyone seemed to assume of him, when brevity and focus was the first impression he made. It was also an astonishingly incorrect assumption, as anyone who spoke to him frankly for a decent length of time would quickly learn. Too often, people assumed that to cut the frills from interactions equaled a robotic response, and that expressiveness was the epitome of being human. Heero had found, frankly, that such obfuscation was pointless. He was perfectly capable of acknowledging emotions without revealing them.]
[That didn't mean he always had control over them, however. Like right now, with Relena, almost in the nude, hands on his stiffened shoulders and pressing ever closer to him. He found in fact that he had a range of emotions running through him- Fear. Excitement. Apprehension. Shock. He wasn't sure any of them were being particularly useful at the moment, however.]
[Heero cleared his throat, focusing on little mental instructions at a time. School your face. Ignore the physical sensations below the shoulders. Eyes on her face. Don't make assumptions.] And... you wish to thank me by greeting me in one of my shirts?
[Sometimes, stating the obvious could easily read as sarcasm. Right now, it was purely avoidance. He had an irrational flare of survival instinct, like being caught undercover.]