[ next to everything that this city has experienced — all-out war, the struggle for control between two opposing parties, the ultimate triumph by the creator and what that could mean for their fates here — this feels entirely simple, a choice she's barely required to dwell over to finally make.
he has been here, throughout all of it, careful fingers on her hips to gently guide her towards her reflection in a mirror, soft words uttered to stir small curls of hair against the nape of her neck.
she may not ever necessarily grasp the origin of his power or be rendered less curious by it, her eyes briefly widening with visible awe when he closes the doors behind himself with barely more than the flick of a wrist.
and she meets him with slightly more hunger this time, not necessarily attempting to devour his mouth but letting her lips yield to him, parting and pliant for his tongue to dip in and tangle with her own — and it's then she brings her arms around him, once his is secure at her waist, twin limbs rising to drape across the set of his shoulders as she voices the subtlest sound of wanting, a soft gasp, into that heated meld of mouths, of bodies. ]
no subject
he has been here, throughout all of it, careful fingers on her hips to gently guide her towards her reflection in a mirror, soft words uttered to stir small curls of hair against the nape of her neck.
she may not ever necessarily grasp the origin of his power or be rendered less curious by it, her eyes briefly widening with visible awe when he closes the doors behind himself with barely more than the flick of a wrist.
and she meets him with slightly more hunger this time, not necessarily attempting to devour his mouth but letting her lips yield to him, parting and pliant for his tongue to dip in and tangle with her own — and it's then she brings her arms around him, once his is secure at her waist, twin limbs rising to drape across the set of his shoulders as she voices the subtlest sound of wanting, a soft gasp, into that heated meld of mouths, of bodies. ]