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[Stillwater]

Stillwater

There was not two of him.
There was not a good side and a bad side to battle for supremacy.
There was not a man to rip control from some beast in his mind, or reversed.

There was only him.

But there had been a struggle, hadn't there? It had never happened before -and would never happen again. It was fought and won, humanity had been stamped down. Humanity. It wasn't in his nature. He wasn't sure where it even came from, why it had poisoned him then, but the infection was burned clean. Now there was only mild amusement that it had even happened. So curious.

Nayl was certainly a puzzle, wasn't she?

She came forward at his.. suggestion. His smile drew wider, softer, pleased that she had finally lowered her walls just a little. Only a little, mind. There was still a fire in her eyes burning so brightly, a proud lift in her chin. She didn't do it because he'd said to, she did it because she wanted to, chose to. Always her own woman, even through the power of their combined lust.

They were so close now, so near. She almost reached for him, he almost purred for her, but she stopped. He didn't feel frustration at that, only further amusement and a quiet chuckle. She still fought it so hard, even when her body begged differently. Stubborn, Nayl. Would she ever relent? There were so many questions in her eyes, so many doubts and fears. Did she know she was showing them to him? Was she so consumed in them she forgot to shutter her thoughts?

"Stillwater.."
His name on her lips, the sound of it in her breathy voice, pulled his eyes closed in a flux of desire. She was doing it again, that odd way of reflecting his lure back at him. And damn if he wasn't beginning to like it.

Nayl, he murmured so near her delicious skin, wishing he could touch his forehead to hers, gently brush her hair from her face. So near. He could practically taste her. He wanted to taste her. Mmm, she was going to be worth this wait. How long had they played this game now? Would she really let him touch her, at long last?

But she was so strong. She didn't really think he'd let her take the easy way out, did she?

Nayl. He stared into her eyes, dark-blue gaze deep and calm and steady. Just like his namesake, still water. He knew what lay ahead of them, but she did not. This was her challenge to overcome. He would not do it for her.
You won't break, you won't crumble.

There is no other like you. A truth, always the truth. Such a curious truth.
You're not weak. So strong. Do you really think I could change that? That any man could?
His eyes roved her face slowly, memorizing each curve and perfect plane, imagined her skin on his. Even for just a moment. A moment is all she would need to finally see. Tranquil, heated stare made its way back to her eyes of fire.

Do it, he whispered.