my bones are caving in

It's in the stars
it's been written in the scars on our hearts

The intimacy was intense, and yet so easily carried by them. He wasn't sure if he had ever had such a relationship before, such a connection - but then, he also had never been through everything he'd been through with other relationships too. Shared traumas, disasters caused by what-should-be-mythological forces, had a way of bonding people, and yet there was a lot more to it than that too.

He lets his sheer, complete happiness show at her reiteration of Always, his grin lazy and full. His gaze filled with a bit of mischief at her nip at his thumb, and it is perhaps with a bit of predictability that he lifts his head towards her in his retaliation - only he does not close the gap between their lips. Letting his nose run along hers, he hmmed softly in the space between them. One hand behind her head presses gently, as if to back up his taunts, his nearly-thereness, the other explores her waist, running lower, down along her hip.

There was a hint at heat rising again in the area about his loins, if she so desired it… They had all night after all - and it was a long night.

That we're not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

CHULANE