Don't look back, nothing left to see
I can feel you though, wake me from this dreamin
I can feel you though, wake me from this dreamin
It takes a moment but he can see when his words hit her bloodstream, the crack in her armor, when her chilliness fades and her gaze smolders. It stirs something inside of him far more hungry than the snake, something that’s been gnawing at him for ages. Something he has been fighting against for a very long time. He follows the path her dark grin takes, that winds up her lips as she (finally… finally) murmurs her response.
How easy the smug smirk comes back into place, twisting his own mouth into something wicked. Light senses what is happening and is quick to make an exit, flying back along the surface of the river until the only brightness comes from her. Can she see him now, even in this familiar place? This banter they’ve exchanged over and over again? His crimson eyes wander slowly down the length of her swan-like neck, along the flickering markings of her dark skin, the wild weaving tresses of her viridescent mane, right down to where her pale hooves hover over the earth. When his appraisal is done, he finds that amused look in her eyes and his smirk deepens. Only to slightly soften, loosening enough that only one corner of his mouth barely quirks upwards.
“I cannot.”
He breathes out two strained words, unable to break the invisible electricity that holds their gazes together. He raises his head to her, those crimson depths sparking with mischief, covering most of his unease. His vulnerability. It had always been there, hanging unsaid in situations that were always left unspoken. It had always been there for her to take from him. The words are physically incapable of being spoken from his lips. She had never asked the right questions. She had never given the right answers. Until now.
She had always been the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
Another step closer to her but the distance still spreads between them. “I cannot.” He whispers again and finds he can’t seem to close this gap between them. Not when he is so exposed to her now.
How easy the smug smirk comes back into place, twisting his own mouth into something wicked. Light senses what is happening and is quick to make an exit, flying back along the surface of the river until the only brightness comes from her. Can she see him now, even in this familiar place? This banter they’ve exchanged over and over again? His crimson eyes wander slowly down the length of her swan-like neck, along the flickering markings of her dark skin, the wild weaving tresses of her viridescent mane, right down to where her pale hooves hover over the earth. When his appraisal is done, he finds that amused look in her eyes and his smirk deepens. Only to slightly soften, loosening enough that only one corner of his mouth barely quirks upwards.
“I cannot.”
He breathes out two strained words, unable to break the invisible electricity that holds their gazes together. He raises his head to her, those crimson depths sparking with mischief, covering most of his unease. His vulnerability. It had always been there, hanging unsaid in situations that were always left unspoken. It had always been there for her to take from him. The words are physically incapable of being spoken from his lips. She had never asked the right questions. She had never given the right answers. Until now.
She had always been the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
Another step closer to her but the distance still spreads between them. “I cannot.” He whispers again and finds he can’t seem to close this gap between them. Not when he is so exposed to her now.
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@Cheri
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