@ElfOfHufflepuff chest swell. A slow exhale, a grounding of the momentโthey were still caught in the warmth of what had passed, but already tingling with the promise of what was to come.
@ElfOfHufflepuff lace with hers, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to the crown of her head. โTomorrow,โ he murmured, a teasing edge in his voice, โwe see just how much mischief we can manageโฆ before breakfast.โ
He could feel her giggle against him, soft and light, and it was enough to make his +
@ElfOfHufflepuff breathing slowly began to steady, he held her just a little longer, savoring the smallness of her against the strength of him, and the way it made his own pulse race with wonder.
@ElfOfHufflepuff that nothing else mattered, not for now.
He kissed her softly, deliberately, tracing her lips with the gentleness that made her sigh again. Every touch, every brush of skin, was a conversationโwordless, urgent, yet tender. And in the quiet after the storm of need, when their +
@ElfOfHufflepuff as though some part of him had been wandering for years, waiting to find her and now refused to ever let her go.
โMerlin help me,โ he whispered hoarsely. โThe taste of you..โ
@ElfOfHufflepuff hunger for a woman before, not of the body alone but something far older, more dangerous. Every breath between them seemed to thrum with want. The thought of tasting her, of knowing her in every possible way, was maddening. It wasnโt just lust; it was the ache of recognition โ +
@Blade_of_shadow@SilverSerpentM between them before stepping back. His hand squeezed Luciusโs onceโ firm, final, and then he turned, cloak sweeping lightly as he walked out into the gray dawn.
๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐
The sun had dropped behind the buildings like a body slipping beneath the surface of deep waterโno splash, no warning, just the long hush of something ending. Cole stood in the alleyway, wand low but lit at the tip, +
@Blade_of_shadow@SilverSerpentM They donโt understand thatโฆ and itโs what they want to cut out of youโ both.โ
He hesitated, emotion raw in his chest. โYouโre a good man, Lucius. Perhaps not what you wished to be, but you areโ to me.โ
He kissed him once more, softly, then again, as if imprinting the moment+