Perhaps she is unclear if it is his heart or hers. But she forgets that when she feels her shoulderblades clatter against the wall and feels his lips on hers. Her hands fist in his tunic and she kisses back just as hungrily, feeling everything in her surge closer and heat.
Beyond everything else, beyond the hate that has existed, is this. This heat and desire that obliterates all else.
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Date: 2015-07-05 12:02 pm (UTC)Beyond everything else, beyond the hate that has existed, is this. This heat and desire that obliterates all else.