you could break my heart in two, but when it heals, it beats for you
Sweat has turned her skin dark, red black and sleek across her back and shoulders. In the softness of her winter raiment she is rumpled, more beautiful for being tousled, bitten, kissed, and so flushed that she glows. The tangle of her blonde locks around her face lends a look of sultry innocence especially when he backs off and her liquid eyes round. When he rejects her this time she isn’t going to have the fury in reach, and so she does nothing but stare at him, her breathing too fast and loud.
Shoulders shiver, and she is so close to Brigade that she is learning the rivers and roads that live in his light irises. The few seconds between confusion and fear become an eternity before he speaks. Her name the first word and it does nothing to ease her tumbling heart but she tips her ears forward, trying to be still instead of backing away from the heat of his body in a too-little-too-late effort to protect herself. I want you to be more than this to me.
Tears should not well to her eyes so easily for him but once again they do. None fall, just a line of diamonds on her waterline. “Okay.” An echo of his earlier surrender, whispered breathlessly. The anchor tied to her ankle drags her ever deeper.
“Let me be more.” Kensa touches him tenderly to stop him shaking his antlered head and rests her cheek against his, every movement slower, quieter. “I could…” love you but she doesn’t say it, just exhales, lets the words belong to the set that came before them. This has already happened too fast and some small part of her knows not to let that go lightly into the world. Only one has ever had those words from her lips, and never ever have they been without all the weight of her honesty behind them. Even in just admitting she could, she must take care. "I want to be more."
It is one thing to enjoy her body, but another to extend her soul.
Kensa
@[brigade] i love him so much
