[Brush those tears away all he likes, they will still fall.
That particular wound is still too deep. Though she cannot bring herself to say it aloud still, she means it with all her heart in the way she does say his name, does touch him, in how she kisses him and looks at him. She regrets that she can't, more than anything. Perhaps even more than what she does feel for him. It hurts, it makes her wish she could fly away right now so he wouldn't have to look at her in all her ugly shame, so he wouldn't see how little she really, truly deserves him...
Her chest heaves with a fought sob. He knows. He knows that she does. He hasn't pushed her away, nor has he turned his back to her. That must count for something, right? So long as he can see it and feel it, then maybe that means that the world is not so cruel...
She shudders when he kisses her, that emotion swelling again until she can hardly stand it again. Her arms secure themselves around his shoulders, locking him to her, as she rocks her hips under his, saying his name again.]
Cidolfus...
[I love you.
And again.
I don't deserve you.
And again.
Please don't leave me again.
Just like that, as the tears stain his cheeks, too, her lips quivering against his between each one.
Never before has she felt anything so strongly. Not the admiration or the love she had for him when they shared their first moment together. Not the hate and the fury she harboured in those six long years. Nor the anguish in her final moments. Not even the relief and the fear when she saw him again for the first time in this world as he caught her in his arms. Never before has she felt anything so beautiful, so consuming, and so terrifying...
Something that she clings to with all her might so that she may never lose it again.]
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That particular wound is still too deep. Though she cannot bring herself to say it aloud still, she means it with all her heart in the way she does say his name, does touch him, in how she kisses him and looks at him. She regrets that she can't, more than anything. Perhaps even more than what she does feel for him. It hurts, it makes her wish she could fly away right now so he wouldn't have to look at her in all her ugly shame, so he wouldn't see how little she really, truly deserves him...
Her chest heaves with a fought sob. He knows. He knows that she does. He hasn't pushed her away, nor has he turned his back to her. That must count for something, right? So long as he can see it and feel it, then maybe that means that the world is not so cruel...
She shudders when he kisses her, that emotion swelling again until she can hardly stand it again. Her arms secure themselves around his shoulders, locking him to her, as she rocks her hips under his, saying his name again.]
Cidolfus...
[I love you.
And again.
I don't deserve you.
And again.
Please don't leave me again.
Just like that, as the tears stain his cheeks, too, her lips quivering against his between each one.
Never before has she felt anything so strongly. Not the admiration or the love she had for him when they shared their first moment together. Not the hate and the fury she harboured in those six long years. Nor the anguish in her final moments. Not even the relief and the fear when she saw him again for the first time in this world as he caught her in his arms. Never before has she felt anything so beautiful, so consuming, and so terrifying...
Something that she clings to with all her might so that she may never lose it again.]