[His arm around her pulling her into him, strong and perfect, right where she wants to be.
But no, no, no...the arm around her is wrong. It's flesh and bone, not the faintly cold unyielding metal she's used to, and the voice in her head that would tell her that is wrong is so quiet she can't hear it over her pounding heart.
So quiet. It only speaks up once before the swirl of other thoughts swallow up the sound of it and she tilts her head a fraction into the fingers brushing across her cheek.
There isn't anything else right now, just the two of them and the kiss that is tender, sweet and his thumb's slow sweep along her jaw prompts her to open up to him. To relax and pass a quick flickering brush of her tongue, in an effort to satisfy that urge that was desperately seeking a taste.
Nothing else but him. No snow, no cold. Not now. Any lingering trepidation she might have had about this- about them- is washed away with another slide of his thumb along her cheek.]
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But no, no, no...the arm around her is wrong. It's flesh and bone, not the faintly cold unyielding metal she's used to, and the voice in her head that would tell her that is wrong is so quiet she can't hear it over her pounding heart.
So quiet. It only speaks up once before the swirl of other thoughts swallow up the sound of it and she tilts her head a fraction into the fingers brushing across her cheek.
There isn't anything else right now, just the two of them and the kiss that is tender, sweet and his thumb's slow sweep along her jaw prompts her to open up to him. To relax and pass a quick flickering brush of her tongue, in an effort to satisfy that urge that was desperately seeking a taste.
Nothing else but him. No snow, no cold. Not now. Any lingering trepidation she might have had about this- about them- is washed away with another slide of his thumb along her cheek.]