gingerly, her fingers brush some of his hair aside, her wings loosening from how tightly wound they were against her back. it really is a double-edged sword. if he says yes, it won't hurt any less, if he says no, it would likely hurt the same.
however, there's a lingering fear now to let him out of sight. as faint as it is. she chases it off with her thumbs brushing over his jawline, cheeks, still holding him closer. ]
My nights have always been yours. [ since that day. this is no different. and... there's always the hope she'll see the others again. but, with Chandra, if things don't fail by the time morning comes again— ]
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gingerly, her fingers brush some of his hair aside, her wings loosening from how tightly wound they were against her back. it really is a double-edged sword. if he says yes, it won't hurt any less, if he says no, it would likely hurt the same.
however, there's a lingering fear now to let him out of sight. as faint as it is. she chases it off with her thumbs brushing over his jawline, cheeks, still holding him closer. ]
My nights have always been yours. [ since that day. this is no different. and... there's always the hope she'll see the others again. but, with Chandra, if things don't fail by the time morning comes again— ]
And... I want to be a little selfish.