He spoke, his voice a smoky rasp as his breath seemed to run over her gently. “It’s not such a bad thing at all.” Murmuring quietly, she drummed her fingers lightly against the column of his neck. He leaned in to kiss her scar, and she pressed herself closer to him as he moved yet again to kiss her. She reciprocated, her lips dancing with his as he moved to hover over her. Her hands then moved to tangle in his dark curled hair, nearly purring at the feeling of his hands brushing her cheek. Her eyes found his, however, and there was no hesitation – only a primal need to have him.
She allowed him to remove her clothes, while she too worked to remove his; untangling her fingers from his hair to grip the shirt he wore, slipping it off with agile ease. After they had managed to remove each other’s clothes, the embrace was sweet and beautiful, unlike nearly anything Rex had ever experienced. Her body covered in goosebumps, shivers racing down her spine, yet not from the cold but from his touch. She offered him a sweet, saccharine smile before pressing her lips against his.
– Fade to black –
Their breathing for the moment were the only sounds she could hear aside from the crackling of the dying fire. His arms wrapped around her tightly while she found comfort in the warmth of his hold. Yet as he seemed to appear to want to say something, her head retracted, sapphire gaze moving to survey his face. For a moment, she was concerned, wondering perhaps if it wasn’t what he wanted, and if he had decided to tell her his regrets.
Yet their eyes met, and he huffed, pressing his lips against hers and beginning again. Her own laugh was even stifled against the power of his lips.
– Fade to black –
It wasn’t as cold as Rex thought it would be, with the sweat that gleamed along their bodies and the discarded clothes at various places around the camp – having somehow moved. He rested on his back, Rexanna crossed over him to find herself comfortable with her head right in the nook aside his neck, between his head and his shoulder. Her arm wrapped around him tightly as he adjusted the roll to cover her shoulders more. She listened while he spoke, his voice rumbling through her despite how quiet it was as she let out a breathless laugh. “I told you.” She muttered, her voice a bit more scratchy and deep sounding.
He then kissed her forehead, after a long while, admitting that it was worth savoring to which she nodded – her nose nuzzling his neck with the movement as her eyes closed and she hoped to try and get some sleep. “You're incredible, in more ways than one. But I think we should at least try to sleep.” She said after a few moments, another laugh with her breath raking across her neck. She tightened her arms around him, snuggling closer as she began to drift off to sleep – a finally peaceful, exhaustion filled slumber, lulled to sleep by the gentle tapping of his fingers along her dark hair.RexannA
just because you are soft,
doesn't mean you're not a force.
honey and wildfire are both the color gold.
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