leliana

[leliana]

I know what it is but I'm hoping that all is well
no harvest of green but it's still my heart to sell

She hesitated at his warning, her mouth lifting from his flesh, hovering there so that her breath rippled out over him. It was difficult to pause, more difficult than she would have anticipated, her own desires beginning to bubble beneath the surface, simmering there, stoked by his slow touches but more so the words he gave her, the little pieces he bestowed upon her. She closed her eyes and focused on her breaths, inhaling him in deeply and exhaling slowly, forcing herself to restrain, to keep herself from touching him.

He stepped from her and she ached, feeling vulnerable and alone without him near. One crimson-dipped leg lifted as if to follow him, to close the space, but she slowly pulled it back to the ground, listening to him, ears tipped forward. Her wings shifted from the leather to the black silk, just enough form to be held  upward by her side, but the rest pooling around her, clinging to her. She stilled, not following him yet.

But, before she knew it, he had closed the distance between them, and her lids lowered softly, her head tipping backward to expose her throat. “Would it be so bad to unravel?” she questioned, her voice a touch lower, an unusual husk seeping into its fog, darkening it in her mouth. It twisted around her innocence, the curiosity that peered out form her amber eyes, the desire to know, to understand him.

“I would put you back together again,” she breathed, her head dipping toward his flesh but pausing, hovering, desperate for just one more touch. But she listened to his pleas and abstained, kept herself from letting her lips trail down his neck, instead focusing on the way that he reached out to her instead. When his teeth closed on her flesh, her breath caught in her throat and she gasped lightly, unable to stop herself.

Answering his plea with one of her own, she murmured his name, “Dovev.” A single shiver raced up her spine as she opened her wide amber eyes, caught his gaze. “Why do I feel like you are frightened of me?”

I put everything I had into something that didn't grow
like going on a wild hunt, shooting arrows without a bow