[She doesn't fight it, she moves with the pull and though the body is different with planes and angles, the feeling is the same. There was a depth to the connection that could not be shared with someone who had not lived what they had. All of that seeped into the embrace, years of contact missed, decades of yearning for something that was not supposed to be wanted and never needed. Two people who were complete and whole and strong on their own that somehow managed to complete each other when together.
But it would be fleeting, as it always was,he would realize what he was allowing, what weakness he exposed in himself by this. He would be the stronger one and walk away. Stronger, smarter, faster... he was all he had been made to be, just as she was a product of a very specific design.
She had leaned to him, letting the warmth be shared, but she was not a passive woman for long. Her arms circled him for a tight hold, to let them both know this was indeed real and solid. Only after she was satisfied with that could she pull back and let her fingers traces the strong line of his jaw, his cheek, slide back into that silk of pale hair...]
Stay.
[One word, simple and yet the most complex question in it.]
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But it would be fleeting, as it always was,he would realize what he was allowing, what weakness he exposed in himself by this. He would be the stronger one and walk away. Stronger, smarter, faster... he was all he had been made to be, just as she was a product of a very specific design.
She had leaned to him, letting the warmth be shared, but she was not a passive woman for long. Her arms circled him for a tight hold, to let them both know this was indeed real and solid. Only after she was satisfied with that could she pull back and let her fingers traces the strong line of his jaw, his cheek, slide back into that silk of pale hair...]
Stay.
[One word, simple and yet the most complex question in it.]