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Halo too had dreamt of this; ice blue eyes and his touch. There wasn’t anywhere else she’d want to be right at this moment than just here, and thus it painted her to detect her own uneasiness. It wasn’t him, it was her. It would always be her. Silas could grant her safety and happiness if she only let him. The woman knew that she wanted to; wanted to lose herself in those lovely, frosted eyes. Appreciative fingers brushed against the contrasted fur of his as she revelled in the warmth produced by their entangled bodies. She wished to step through that door too.
Breath seemed sharp as oxygen flooded her lungs as they eventually broke off again. There seemed to be hesitation within both, but she had detected her own first and feared this was the consequence to her failure to be the girl of his dreams. He certainly was the hero in hers, but he had never been anything but perfect in her world. Half lidded scarlet peered into pale skies and the male spoke his words as she drew in as much as she could of his scent. Emotion swirled and pushed against her ribcage and he made her feel awfully fragile just then. It was all right though, for he was here.
Right now, she believed that she was happy. The Lykoi’s chest was threatening to burst with the unfamiliar splendour that he brought to her heart. If this wasn’t happiness, what was? Although their lips had parted for now, she felt herself cling to him still. She wouldn’t even know how to let him go now when this large step finally had been taken. The fact that he had stopped and said these words without continuing forth without another care meant the world to her. He made her happy. His very presence was enough, but the heart always asked for more. She wanted to say that she loved him, but her throat was quickly clogging up with the emotion he brought forth inside her.
Her lips smiled though, even as her eyes took on a wet shine. Fingers rose to brush against the side of his face, the handsome contrasts dancing in his fur. ”I’m happy when I’m with you,” she managed to whisper, muzzle moving to deliver soft kisses to his throat. There was nothing to fear here and she knew what she wanted, even if it was hard to accept. ”I want this.”
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