Fan Forum - The Snoops [Gabriel ღ Cecily] #1: "Perhaps, Gabriel Lightwood, I have faith in you."

heres a whole bunch of cecily and gabriel qoutes i think u should add to the op stolen form tumblr
:gone:

Quote:

“Gabriel’s eyes went to Cecily, and his lips parted in surprise. Tessa could see him taking Cecily in.”

“It was only a moment’s delay, but by the time Will reached his sister’s side, Gabriel had gotten there first. Gabriel had his hand under her chin, his green eyes flicking over her face. She was looking up at him with astonishment…”

“‘That was one of the bravest things I’ve seen a Shadowhunter do,’ interrupted Gabriel. He was not looking at Will but at Cecily, with a mixture of surprise and something else in his expression.”

“‘Not the commitment one might perhaps look for in a tutor.’ Cecily kept her voice cool; she remembered Gabriel’s touch as he had lifted her to her feet at Lightwood House…”

“She could feel the warmth rising from Gabriel’s body, his breath stirring her hair, and oh, it was odd, to be conscious of so many things about someone else: the way they felt, the brush of their skin, the way they smelled…”

“Cecily’s thoughts where he was concerned were jumbled and confused.”

“He had rarely looked at Will’s face without wanting to hit it, but Cecily’s face was endlessly fascinating. He found himself wanting to write poetry about how her blue eyes were like starlight, and her hair like night… But there were certain things you couldn’t put in poetry anyway, like when a certain girl curved her mouth in a certain way, you wanted very much to lean forward and…”

“She tried to make her voice as firm and strong as it could be, for herself as much as for the boy at the window. ‘Perhaps, Gabriel Lightwood, I have faith in you.’”

“After a moment’s hesitation Cecily took Gabriel’s hand. It was warm and rough in hers. She could feel the thrum of his blood through his skin, oddly comforting-”

“‘Are you crying, Miss Herondale?’ She blinked damp eyelashes, suddenly aware that her hand was still in his- she could still feel the soft pulse beat in his wrist against hers. He leaned towards her, and she caught the early-morning scent of him: tea and shaving soap-”

“‘You say it as if you wish to convince me to return home.’ ‘I say it because I am afraid you will.” The words were out of his mouth before he could recapture them; he could only look at her as a flush of embarrassment heated his face.”

“‘Cecy,’ he said, and closed the distance between them, though it was not much, and then he was kissing her- his hands awkward around her shoulders at first, slipping on the stiff taffeta of her gown before his fingers tangled in her soft, warm hair.”

“‘Five?’ he echoed blankly. ‘My rating,’ she said, and smiled at him. ‘Your skill and technique may, perhaps, require work, but the native talent is certainly there. What you require is practice.’ ‘And you are willing to be my tutor?’ ‘I should be very insulted if you chose another,’ she said, and leaned up to kiss him again.”

“No one had seemed to have much appetite, save Gabriel and Cecily, who’d eaten as if they’d spent the day training. Perhaps they had.”

“There was Cecily, in blue, dashing here and there, delighted to be looking at everything, and Gabriel following her, all long limbs and tousled hair and adoring amusement.”

“‘Well, Gabriel and I might well be married,’ Cecily said. ‘Someday.’ Gabriel made a choking noise, and turned an alarming shade of purple.”