Cordelia
No, she couldn't argue that and she wasn't interested in doing so. Not when he was looking at her like that. It's the most carefree she's seen him in some time and Cordelia is happy that she's the reason for it. Elated even. That isn't the primary emotion that threatens to slide along the bond towards him. No, it's an enticing heat and anticipation that only grows at his goading. The flare of want sings along their bond, smashing into him as she growled, teeth bared as if she was a cornered animal. "What's the magic word?" Cordelia retorted, lunging forward and sweeping with a long strike, hoping to catch him in the side.
The ground is slick. Slush having melted and frozen again into patchy ice that her boots struggled to grip. Instead of coming at him with a clean strike, she slipped, fumbling forward and into striking range of the other hunter. Her bravado faltered as amber eyes widened, knowing she fell right into his trap and finding that a part of her wasn't upset about the development, even reveling in the opprotunity to be trapped in his embrace again.
The ground is slick. Slush having melted and frozen again into patchy ice that her boots struggled to grip. Instead of coming at him with a clean strike, she slipped, fumbling forward and into striking range of the other hunter. Her bravado faltered as amber eyes widened, knowing she fell right into his trap and finding that a part of her wasn't upset about the development, even reveling in the opprotunity to be trapped in his embrace again.
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be
We're still the kids we used to be
