don't let me go

Cordelia

And if that wasn't the sweetest vow she'd ever heard. The warmest request said by the most comforting voice she could think of. Her breath left her in a stutter, a shiver running up her spine as goosebumps erupted across her skin, leaving her pressing all the closer to his warmth. Every nerve ending seemed to sing as his fingers pressed to the small of her back, rough palms teasing against the barely exposed sliver of skin, chest rising and falling quickly. "I don't want you to." It's all she managed before his lips were on hers.

There had been fumblings before. A few cold kisses shared in the snow that were all numb lips and awkwardness. A few clumsy gropings beneath furs, but never before had she felt so free. So right. So whole. It's like flying and yet she's grounded in his arms. The fingers in his hair tighten and she let her lips part, tasting him with a tentative swipe of her tongue, commiting it all to memory. Only when the need for air is too pressing to ignore does she finally manage to break the kiss. Her hand smoothed up his chest, curling at his shoulder and into his collar, holding there tightly as she caught her breath, forehead pressed against his.

"I'm never leaving you again. Where you go, I go. Okay?" Even if it meant waiting on the sidelines in a camp nearby. She'd be close. Always.

All the king's horses, all the king's men
Couldn't put me together again