All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life
"Good -" she started to say, but cut off with a squeak as he squeezed her tightly, angling a hug around her that had her laughing with delight. Despite the inconvenience of being unable to move, Zavien wouldn't catch her complaining. She'd asked for this, and she'd meant it; tucking her head against his chest, she settled in to enjoy it.
The low moan that reverberated through his chest at her description of the cake echoed in her ear. It had been a very good cake. She'd have to see if she could find the bakery she'd gotten it from and bring him some next time. "Peanut butter cups, it is," she agreed. A good anytime snack, where she was concerned, but certainly worthy of good news.
She could hear Zavien's heart beating, and for a moment, she fell silent, letting its steady rhythm ground her in the moment so that she might recall it later, when she would inevitably be separated from him. She did have a promise to keep to Colt, at the very least, that would draw her out of King's End and into the unforgiving desert. But that was a tomorrow problem.
This was so unlike anything she'd ever experienced, and she wondered if Zavien knew enough of her history to appreciate the jagged edges of her heart that he was smoothing over each and every time they were together. She kept waiting for something to happen - for her to mess something up, or for him to leave, or for some catastrophe to interrupt their otherwise idyllic relationship - and yet... nothing did. Instead of having to fight everyone and everything just to be together, it felt like it was them against the world, like there was no obstacle that could get in their way for long.
"I'm so glad we found each other," she whispered. So glad that he'd kissed her, so glad that they'd pushed through the uncertainty to find happiness on the other side, so glad that they could approach difficult conversations with compassion and understanding. Craning her neck, she wriggled to place a kiss along his jaw. "I feel so lucky to have you."
The low moan that reverberated through his chest at her description of the cake echoed in her ear. It had been a very good cake. She'd have to see if she could find the bakery she'd gotten it from and bring him some next time. "Peanut butter cups, it is," she agreed. A good anytime snack, where she was concerned, but certainly worthy of good news.
She could hear Zavien's heart beating, and for a moment, she fell silent, letting its steady rhythm ground her in the moment so that she might recall it later, when she would inevitably be separated from him. She did have a promise to keep to Colt, at the very least, that would draw her out of King's End and into the unforgiving desert. But that was a tomorrow problem.
This was so unlike anything she'd ever experienced, and she wondered if Zavien knew enough of her history to appreciate the jagged edges of her heart that he was smoothing over each and every time they were together. She kept waiting for something to happen - for her to mess something up, or for him to leave, or for some catastrophe to interrupt their otherwise idyllic relationship - and yet... nothing did. Instead of having to fight everyone and everything just to be together, it felt like it was them against the world, like there was no obstacle that could get in their way for long.
"I'm so glad we found each other," she whispered. So glad that he'd kissed her, so glad that they'd pushed through the uncertainty to find happiness on the other side, so glad that they could approach difficult conversations with compassion and understanding. Craning her neck, she wriggled to place a kiss along his jaw. "I feel so lucky to have you."
Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
