They may have done this all backwards, but she knows that going forwards they'll do it right. Or they'll continue to be a mess, but at least they'll be a mess together - regardless of the option, when he holds her like this she has no more doubts for the future, and that is bliss. Pure bliss.
And pure, blazing heat. Fiendfyre, turned corporeal. Is this what the bond feels like, or is it the possibility of it?
He is holding back, instinct tells her, and she notices it in the tightness in his jaw. In reaction, she runs her nails up his back, and catches his lower lip between her teeth to tug, once. "I'm not going to break," she murmurs, then flicks her tongue along the seam of his lips before pulling back to look at him. "You move like you're trying to take this slowly, when we both know we need it hard."
Unfairly, she presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. "Now fuck me, Bill."
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And pure, blazing heat. Fiendfyre, turned corporeal. Is this what the bond feels like, or is it the possibility of it?
He is holding back, instinct tells her, and she notices it in the tightness in his jaw. In reaction, she runs her nails up his back, and catches his lower lip between her teeth to tug, once. "I'm not going to break," she murmurs, then flicks her tongue along the seam of his lips before pulling back to look at him. "You move like you're trying to take this slowly, when we both know we need it hard."
Unfairly, she presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. "Now fuck me, Bill."