Gale
this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
Gale has been careful with his touch, wanting to be sure. He feels her breath catch as he kisses her cheek, and shares the laugh and brief frustration caused by her dark horns. He had not minded them, but their absence makes it easier for him to follow the soft line of her cheek up to the base of her ear with still more kisses.
When she reaches out out to touch him in return, Gale leans against her, and he feels the warmth of her breath against his ears even in the summer air. The words fan the desire that her nearness always seem to elicit, while deepening the awareness that this moment will never be one of many.
So he kisses her again, and that secondary awareness fades a bit, and another kiss to the crimson V across her nose has it gone almost entirely.
This is not at all like fighting, and yet the way that world shrinks down so small that it contains only the two of them is not so different from a battle. His heart is racing, and his breath is rapid, and each time they touch he feels it like lightning across his skin.
“Would now be a good time for a tour of Hyaline?” He asks, and his tone is remarkably casual given that he is also wide-eyed and flushed and nearly breathless. “I would like to keep showing you I have missed you, but perhaps later, and not here by the lake.” By the lake, in the sunshine, with the sweeping meadows and the ability to be seen by most anyone looking downhill in Hyaline.
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Gale
