[There's that ache, a twist in his chest as he sees her fall apart and become undone by the weight of it all, and he hears those silent messages, each one piercing his heart until it's completely wrapped by those chains. Yet they are ones he wears willingly, for this would be his burden, his punishment. To have to bear the pain he helped cause.
He meets each of her movements with her own and soon he, too, whispers her name.]
Benna...
Benedikta...
[Several times tonight he felt that burn in his eyes, but it will only be now as he has to listen to her crying out his name will they finally flow out, those long repressed tears mixing with hers as he kisses her desperately, body crashing roughly against hers as if to strike her at her deepest.]
I'm never letting you go again.
[A hoarse whisper, an ardent promise before they're consumed by a more feverish, desperate pitch.]
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He meets each of her movements with her own and soon he, too, whispers her name.]
Benna...
Benedikta...
[Several times tonight he felt that burn in his eyes, but it will only be now as he has to listen to her crying out his name will they finally flow out, those long repressed tears mixing with hers as he kisses her desperately, body crashing roughly against hers as if to strike her at her deepest.]
I'm never letting you go again.
[A hoarse whisper, an ardent promise before they're consumed by a more feverish, desperate pitch.]