evermore

PHOEBE

She watched him carefully as each rule was laid out, and then agreed to. With ease no less. Had he become less rule averse over all these years? Perhaps having children had finally taught him the importance of them. It would take something that drastic by her estimation.

Then his eyes darkened, bright steel to shadowed, and she knew they had a sealed deal. And no sooner was it sealed than he was pulling her closer and gods and good sense be damned did their lips meet once more. She melted slightly, but only on the inside. Her back arched to bring her face closer to his, one hand wrapping around his neck, the other around his waist. The Nightingale hummed contentedly as her eyes fluttered closed.

When the static clears

And all is said and done

I will realize that we all need someone