Honey, these arms that once held you are ready to fight
Reversing the transformation is far more fluid than Hotaru expected, but of course it makes sense after all this time and with so many different forms that it would be second nature for Sunjata. His arms wrap around her, chasing old memories and regrets away easily with the heat of his body and the soft press of his lips against hers. She wraps her arms to rest around his own waist, eyelids fluttering open from the kiss to trace his features in the quiet aftermath, stuck on his pewter eyes that still shine despite his exhaustion. Just as captivating as the first time.
"It's a rarity for you," she agrees, voice soft and affectionate. She wants to stay in this moment where it's just the two of them forever, no worries for the future and the darkness kept at bay by firelight and the flicker of oil wicks. "Though I think this form is my favorite." A soft kiss is pressed over his heart where her head falls naturally. If only Nate were here everything would finally feel right. "You still need to rest though." Surely there will be nightmares to overcome, but she will be there when he wakes, ready to chase the memories away.
"It's a rarity for you," she agrees, voice soft and affectionate. She wants to stay in this moment where it's just the two of them forever, no worries for the future and the darkness kept at bay by firelight and the flicker of oil wicks. "Though I think this form is my favorite." A soft kiss is pressed over his heart where her head falls naturally. If only Nate were here everything would finally feel right. "You still need to rest though." Surely there will be nightmares to overcome, but she will be there when he wakes, ready to chase the memories away.
HOTARU
