09-10-2019, 09:05 PM
OPHANIM
She is, to him, everything it means to be strong in a world that has only ever sought to tear them down. Starsin remains unapologetically herself and she is the constant with which he anchors himself no matter the cost. A slow sigh escapes his lips when she leans back against him and everything seems to suddenly click into place in the world. The air is a little easier to breathe and the air smells like crisp autumn air instead of smog and filth. Ophanim remembers how easy it is to love her and he’s pleased to feel her heart flutter against his ribs delightedly with each little kiss he presses against her head.
Does she feel the way his heart is so eager to resign itself to her? It has always come running to her, tail tucked and belly up for her adoration. How perfect that it’s hears forever now.
The angel boy doesn’t mean to laugh when she says she’s afraid to ruin his heart and he feels some pang of anger in his chest at the sound. He’s quick to nuzzle his face to hers in reassurance, though, as he breathes her in once more. “I would rather have my heart destroyed by you a thousand times than to ever let someone else lay hands on it. It’s yours or it belongs to no one at all,” he explains as he retraces the curves of her face with his lips. It’s been less than a year since he got to feel her skin against his but it feels like an eternity and now he must relearn every inch of her. It sets his soul on fire with want every time she’s close to him like this.
When her heart flinches, he hardly remembers the way Casimira had torn him open and nearly ended his young life. The only thing that ever came into focus was her standing over him and crying, begging him not to leave her. Even if death ripped him from her arms tonight, he would surely find his way back to her before the morning came. Their love is greater than even death, than any magic or cosmic forces. His passion for her could dwarf the galaxy, he thinks. Solar systems would be humbled to see the enormity of his love.
“I will always wait for you. There is no one in all of eternity for me except you. We were made for each other,” he whispers against her temple, eyes closed as he treasures the steady thump of her heart in his chest. If he’s still, if he’s quiet, he can feel his pulse thrumming and thriving in her veins. “I’ll follow you anywhere. Home has only ever been beside you.”
He lips softly at the skin behind her ear and smiles at the nectar taste of her skin on his tongue.
Does she feel the way his heart is so eager to resign itself to her? It has always come running to her, tail tucked and belly up for her adoration. How perfect that it’s hears forever now.
The angel boy doesn’t mean to laugh when she says she’s afraid to ruin his heart and he feels some pang of anger in his chest at the sound. He’s quick to nuzzle his face to hers in reassurance, though, as he breathes her in once more. “I would rather have my heart destroyed by you a thousand times than to ever let someone else lay hands on it. It’s yours or it belongs to no one at all,” he explains as he retraces the curves of her face with his lips. It’s been less than a year since he got to feel her skin against his but it feels like an eternity and now he must relearn every inch of her. It sets his soul on fire with want every time she’s close to him like this.
When her heart flinches, he hardly remembers the way Casimira had torn him open and nearly ended his young life. The only thing that ever came into focus was her standing over him and crying, begging him not to leave her. Even if death ripped him from her arms tonight, he would surely find his way back to her before the morning came. Their love is greater than even death, than any magic or cosmic forces. His passion for her could dwarf the galaxy, he thinks. Solar systems would be humbled to see the enormity of his love.
“I will always wait for you. There is no one in all of eternity for me except you. We were made for each other,” he whispers against her temple, eyes closed as he treasures the steady thump of her heart in his chest. If he’s still, if he’s quiet, he can feel his pulse thrumming and thriving in her veins. “I’ll follow you anywhere. Home has only ever been beside you.”
He lips softly at the skin behind her ear and smiles at the nectar taste of her skin on his tongue.
you could drown in those eyes, i said.