[ It's not so much that he sees her tears than that he feels them on his face. Instantly, there's an, ] Oh, [ plaintive and clear, a clarion tone in comparison to the typical knife-edge of his voice. His girl, his perfect girl, his sea of clouds. His hand finds her face despite how closely they're pressed together, wiping away the tear-tracks that run down her cheek even as his fingers still tremble.
Spoken as if from another life (another death) as he leans up toward her, sheer will pulling him past the submissive instinct that the hunt places in his blood: ] Don't cry.
[ Then β his breath shatters, shudders, when she touches him. His heart leaps into his throat, there for her to pry free and take and devour, the tender belly of the snake offered freely to the hunting fox. He doesn't need to bite her; they've both already drunk from the same poison, and besides, he'd made it clear when he'd bled out in her arms β his empire, everything he'd built, every principle he'd allowed to guide his hand, all of it amounts to detritus in the current in comparison to her.
The way he sees it β in defiance of what anyone else might say β she's never been his prey. ]
Jinx.
[ His lips part, his throat bobbing as he swallows her breath from the air. ]
Take me.
[ A step further than I need you, too. Not I love you, but close, for them. The forest hums, yawns, screams. ]
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Spoken as if from another life (another death) as he leans up toward her, sheer will pulling him past the submissive instinct that the hunt places in his blood: ] Don't cry.
[ Then β his breath shatters, shudders, when she touches him. His heart leaps into his throat, there for her to pry free and take and devour, the tender belly of the snake offered freely to the hunting fox. He doesn't need to bite her; they've both already drunk from the same poison, and besides, he'd made it clear when he'd bled out in her arms β his empire, everything he'd built, every principle he'd allowed to guide his hand, all of it amounts to detritus in the current in comparison to her.
The way he sees it β in defiance of what anyone else might say β she's never been his prey. ]
Jinx.
[ His lips part, his throat bobbing as he swallows her breath from the air. ]
Take me.
[ A step further than I need you, too. Not I love you, but close, for them. The forest hums, yawns, screams. ]
I'm yours.