Words hung above but never would form
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
Koa is young, and has been younger. He is familiar with the feeling of temporary immortality, the brash and foolish sense that one is impervious to the world. But this, this is the same and yet entirely different, escalated and magnified and beautifully addictive. Strength courses like lightning through his body, neurons firing in delicious synchronicity that has the Dragoon catching his breath in amazement and delight. No drugs, no exercise, not even sex - nothing has ever felt as good as the untapped potential brought to life in this delicious, intoxicating moment.
It's addictive, and even before it ends, Koa knows that he needs more.
Her lips are static shocks upon his, painful in their sheer perfection. It's only a kiss and it's so much more, the taste of divinity symphonic on his tongue as he brushes it boldly over hers. It lasts so long and ends too soon, Koa flushed and dizzy and deprived when the goddess draws away. He gazes at Safrin through hooded eyes as dark and hot as molten coals, his hands reaching out and grasping air as he fights the urge to pull her back, to taste that mouth again.
"Safrin," Koa whispers her name, a plea and a hymn and an oath and a laugh. "I will make myself worthy of you," the young man promises, ardent as he meets her starlit gaze. "Every time I see the ocean, or gaze up at a star, I will think of how I love you. Every victory I have will be yours. And one day... one day I will be as strong as you make me feel. I will be your champion, Safrin."
The greatest one of all.
It's addictive, and even before it ends, Koa knows that he needs more.
Her lips are static shocks upon his, painful in their sheer perfection. It's only a kiss and it's so much more, the taste of divinity symphonic on his tongue as he brushes it boldly over hers. It lasts so long and ends too soon, Koa flushed and dizzy and deprived when the goddess draws away. He gazes at Safrin through hooded eyes as dark and hot as molten coals, his hands reaching out and grasping air as he fights the urge to pull her back, to taste that mouth again.
"Safrin," Koa whispers her name, a plea and a hymn and an oath and a laugh. "I will make myself worthy of you," the young man promises, ardent as he meets her starlit gaze. "Every time I see the ocean, or gaze up at a star, I will think of how I love you. Every victory I have will be yours. And one day... one day I will be as strong as you make me feel. I will be your champion, Safrin."
The greatest one of all.
Koa Carpenter
Mama said, burn your biographies
Rewrite your history, light up your wildest dreams
Rewrite your history, light up your wildest dreams
