( It's that look again, that look and those teasing words which knot her stomach and make her heart feel as though it's knocking against her ribcage. Those moments where the desire to keep this crashes sharply against the knowledge that she can't.
One of them will disappear eventually, and if - somehow - they make it to the end of this all, they both have homes to return to. Ones which need them far more than Hadriel does.
There's barely a heartbeat between what he says and the press of her lips, her body, against him, cutting off all opportunities for thought in favour of something far more familiar. Far more comfortable. )
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Date: 2018-07-08 06:57 pm (UTC)One of them will disappear eventually, and if - somehow - they make it to the end of this all, they both have homes to return to. Ones which need them far more than Hadriel does.
There's barely a heartbeat between what he says and the press of her lips, her body, against him, cutting off all opportunities for thought in favour of something far more familiar. Far more comfortable. )