not all love is gentle. sometimes it’s gritty and dirty and possessive, sometimes it’s not supposed to be careful or soft at all. sometimes it feels like teeth.
the bear loved the deer, it was obvious. it ripped the deer's throat out, and then licked the dying deer with the most passionate affection. i thought of you and me.
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she exhaled softly.
"I knew you where lost, and you
had some regrets, things that you
thought you needed to do alone,
but I would have waited until my
last days for your return, because I
know ma vhenan, that you care for
me as I do you."
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"Solas."
She chuckled softly, cupping his face
in both her hands now, leaning in and
placing another soft kiss to his lips.
"I have never stopped loving you, not
when you left the first time, nor when
you returned to take my hand."
Thumb gently brushed over his
cheek as
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