[ it's quiet, spoken against the bare skin of her thigh, his eyes half lidded and dreamy staring off into the middle distance, at some non-descript point. her mind in his lulls him into something of a calm and ease he hasn't experienced in so, so long. his muscles go slack, the hand in his hair coaxing his eyes closed. one arm brackets her waist, the other alongside her thigh, a hand at her hip.
he has known her for thousands of years and none all at once. it makes emotion swell in his chest, makes his eyes burn but he doesn't cry. instead the warmth of his magic swells around them again, gentle and playful and light. it dazzles and makes a crown of stars round her head. ]
That you have someone for eternity is a wonderful thing. [ he has someone who will live in his heart, too. and no doubt she may see the soft, warm face of koby in the morning light, resting lightly against his chest. the way his heart aches for a sweet-faced boy even more than he yearns for the sea, for the boy has crashing waves and seafoam and sunlight roaring in his heart.
his mind curls around hers, not unlike the way hers moved like a lazy, sun-soaked cat. he sighs, both outwardly and inwardly. i'm here, i cannot remove your pain but i will be your anchor when it's worst. when paul cannot. when you feel like you're drifting in a sea of sand. i have no port or oasis to offer, only that i will tether and hold onto you so you are not lost among the stars.
it's so simple, and before he can control it? quentin drifts into sleep, his mind awash in sand, stars, seas... a traveler adrift in safe places. ]
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[ it's quiet, spoken against the bare skin of her thigh, his eyes half lidded and dreamy staring off into the middle distance, at some non-descript point. her mind in his lulls him into something of a calm and ease he hasn't experienced in so, so long. his muscles go slack, the hand in his hair coaxing his eyes closed. one arm brackets her waist, the other alongside her thigh, a hand at her hip.
he has known her for thousands of years and none all at once. it makes emotion swell in his chest, makes his eyes burn but he doesn't cry. instead the warmth of his magic swells around them again, gentle and playful and light. it dazzles and makes a crown of stars round her head. ]
That you have someone for eternity is a wonderful thing. [ he has someone who will live in his heart, too. and no doubt she may see the soft, warm face of koby in the morning light, resting lightly against his chest. the way his heart aches for a sweet-faced boy even more than he yearns for the sea, for the boy has crashing waves and seafoam and sunlight roaring in his heart.
his mind curls around hers, not unlike the way hers moved like a lazy, sun-soaked cat. he sighs, both outwardly and inwardly. i'm here, i cannot remove your pain but i will be your anchor when it's worst. when paul cannot. when you feel like you're drifting in a sea of sand. i have no port or oasis to offer, only that i will tether and hold onto you so you are not lost among the stars.
it's so simple, and before he can control it? quentin drifts into sleep, his mind awash in sand, stars, seas... a traveler adrift in safe places. ]