taste the night

Lilin Soulstorm · 05-02-2012, 02:01 PM

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It was in the quietude and silent terrors of this night that she awoke, a hand resting lightly on throat to regulate the heavy breaths attempting to escape the confines of her throat. Her body had an urgent need to exhale the air detained inside her lungs. Lilin couldn't tell what was more alarming - the concoction of images tormenting her sleep or the lack of airflow rendering her weaker than a mere rat. The moment did pass but not without excessive writhing and twisting in her makeshift bed. Several times, her fingers had tightened around the pelts as if expecting Saul to magically materialize out of them and take their place. He exuded unrivaled warmth and comfort. A pang of guilt tugged at her heart as she recalled the way she constantly sought his embrace in times of distress; was she subconsciously using him? Did he see it as such?

Her inner debate was short-lived, however, when her lover's face was momentarily replaced by Barrett's, and then Ezra's. Both had been terribly close friends of hers and neither had developed a relationship of the sort with her. Surely it meant something. In all of her avoidance, Lilin came to realize she did not know what Saul thought of the whole ordeal either. Perhaps once sobered up, he had realized just how foolish of a situation they had gotten themselves into. Suddenly, the seclusion from her hut became too much to withstand. She couldn't tell what time it was from her current location but she could only assume they were halfway through the night from the familiar nightly cricket noises outside.

She didn't know what to tell him nor how he would react to her sudden intrusion, especially after nearly two weeks of eluding each other. But she knew that Temeraire was having a sleepover at Ezra's, which gave her enough of a reason to seek his father out and resolve certain issues while he was currently unaccompanied. The breeze outside was cool and pleasant, combing through strands of disheveled locks and caressing one of the pareos she'd hastily wrapped around her waist before exiting her hut. Pushing the deer skin aside, revealing her desire's sleeping body sprawled out on several pelts, Lilin allowed an anxious breath to pass her lips before she crouched low and practically crawled over to his side. She'd had every intention of waking him up and providing an explanation to him, but the serene look adorning his facial features made her decide against it rather quickly. Instead, she allowed her form to curl up against his; her back melting against his chest.

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