[ the thought passes through his mind—going faster, being voracious, doing anything to slip inside of her again instead of savoring every inch her. in his head, there are echoes of her words to him that night in front of the pyre, when she carried him to lucidity. I wanted more time.

there's time now, maybe. hopefully. in this moment, he wants nothing but her time, however much she's willing to offer him. he's been waiting here for her, trying to pull away yet still hoping for some kind of tether, an impossible hope that he'd see her again and they'd pick up where they left off. they need this first, to release all the tension they've withheld and let their passion flow freely.

he grasps her arm when she reaches, bringing it away only to quickly strip away his boxers and slide down between her legs. his hands smooth down over her hips, fingers hooking on her underwear before tugging it down and completely off. ]

We got all night, Partner.

[ he teases, bringing open her legs and settling his head between them. he tilts it and bites hard on the inside of her thigh—enough to feel pricks of copper against his tongue. he draws away, licking his lips, satisfied with the ring he leaves behind on her skin. ]

Or do you just want me inside you now, hm? You gonna ride me until I see stars, or should I just fuck you till your legs give out?