[MaMa] Center of the Storm
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Her eyes were partly closed when the kiss broke, leaning into his strong frame without a word. He was so warm, and always there when she wanted him. Amy never stopped him from going out and killing, despite how dangerous it was. Perhaps she believed he couldn't die. Or simply trusted that her mate was stronger than any opponent he would choose to go after. Either way she didn't stop him, and savored these moments with each breath drawn in. His words were quiet, something just for her to hear. Itzal said it so easily, his guard completely torn down. That was alright, he'd shattered hers with that kiss.

I love you as well. Her voice was surprisingly even over the words, despite how difficult it was for her to form them in her mouth. Speaking of emotions was never easy for her, though she showed what she felt with ease. Glancing up Amy jerked out of her grasp. Blast it, the meeting's about to start! Scrambling she headed for the wardrobe, digging through for a decent pair of jeans and a blouse that could hide enough weapons. Sorry darling, looks like I have to run.


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