sololoquy: (narrow streets of cobblestone)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote 2018-01-31 04:55 am (UTC)

You won’t.

[Its a rather fortunate thing she had chosen not to grab him again before deivering that line, or she might have lost all that build up for nothing. Across the bond, his swallow times the exact moment he feels something in his chest flutter — a bone deep desire that magnetizes him back into action almost as swiftly as he had first been pulled out of it. His grip on her thighs tightens possessivelt, and he leans in to smother her in another deep kiss.

He’d been a fool to doubt her, and a different sort of shame creeps up his spine. She deserved better than his self-pity for the investment she’d provided him with, and he is more eager than ever to give it back. The bond in itself was a blessing. Sometimes it seemed she knew him better than he knew himself. It would have been a frightening power over him, had he not so clearly benefited from it.

Eventually, he releases her thighs to let his hands travel up her torso again, returning to their duty. His teeth find her lip and sink into it, pulling with a hungry groan that echoes out of his chest.]


You won’t lose me.

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