He helps her up, arms around her waist to hold her to him as he bends his head to meet her mouth. Anything to lessen the strain it must be to kiss him. And it feels so right to kiss her, to let all his love pour out in such a simple gesture. Feels so right to have her in his arms and he still can't believe he denied himself this for so long. That it took almost losing her for him to realise how much he wanted her by his side, in his arms, to openly love her with everything that he had.
"Ar lath ma, ma vhenan." He eases them apart from the kiss, only so he can press another to her lips, to her cheek and jaw and his grip tightens, crushing her to his chest as he sighs against her ear and this, this is something he will never let go of. No matter what, no matter how long it takes he's staying, by her side for all of it. "You were always strong though."
Always. The world has never been able to beat her down, no matter what. And that is a strength that is all hers, he knows it. She has an indomitable spirit, always fighting no matter what and he knows she could have kept fighting by herself if she truly had to. But she doesn't and that's the point that he focuses on, pressing his lips to the curve of her shoulder.
He doesn't warn her when he picks her up, letting his body language say it for him as he bends and suddenly she'll find herself in his arms, knees over one arm as he cradles her to his chest. "You should get some rest," he says as he carries her out of the bathroom. Really, he's disturbed her sleep enough, and with that big bed in her room he plans on making she gets at least some rest.
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"Ar lath ma, ma vhenan." He eases them apart from the kiss, only so he can press another to her lips, to her cheek and jaw and his grip tightens, crushing her to his chest as he sighs against her ear and this, this is something he will never let go of. No matter what, no matter how long it takes he's staying, by her side for all of it. "You were always strong though."
Always. The world has never been able to beat her down, no matter what. And that is a strength that is all hers, he knows it. She has an indomitable spirit, always fighting no matter what and he knows she could have kept fighting by herself if she truly had to. But she doesn't and that's the point that he focuses on, pressing his lips to the curve of her shoulder.
He doesn't warn her when he picks her up, letting his body language say it for him as he bends and suddenly she'll find herself in his arms, knees over one arm as he cradles her to his chest. "You should get some rest," he says as he carries her out of the bathroom. Really, he's disturbed her sleep enough, and with that big bed in her room he plans on making she gets at least some rest.