[ He'll likely think on it later, how it's entirely possible that you could be free of that belt and his ministrations. There are those who don't know better that are terrified of the power at your disposal, by the title that the world knows you by, by a history that could put others to their knees. He can't say that all of that means nothing to him, because to say so would disregard the respect and admiration he has for you and everything you have done.
Still, when all those are stripped away, there is only you with the depth of your compassion and a generosity that sometimes trips you up, merged with the drive to bleed yourself to the bone if it meant that the people you love would be okay.
He's shuddering against you when your fingers close over him and there's a hitch in his breath as he moves against you. His mouth has moved now to the back of your neck, kisses pressed along the width of your shoulders, tongue tracing the curve of muscle cased in your warm skin.
The hand he still has on you is tighter now, urging you on, pumping you to fullness.
He wants you on your stomach when you're ready. He wants to push you down and open you up so that he can bridge the goddamn distance between you both so that all the lines that separate you blur. ]
Almost there, babe. I've got you. [ The room is becoming incredibly claustrophobic and the combined heat from your bodies is making him gasp for each breath. ]
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Still, when all those are stripped away, there is only you with the depth of your compassion and a generosity that sometimes trips you up, merged with the drive to bleed yourself to the bone if it meant that the people you love would be okay.
He's shuddering against you when your fingers close over him and there's a hitch in his breath as he moves against you. His mouth has moved now to the back of your neck, kisses pressed along the width of your shoulders, tongue tracing the curve of muscle cased in your warm skin.
The hand he still has on you is tighter now, urging you on, pumping you to fullness.
He wants you on your stomach when you're ready. He wants to push you down and open you up so that he can bridge the goddamn distance between you both so that all the lines that separate you blur. ]
Almost there, babe. I've got you. [ The room is becoming incredibly claustrophobic and the combined heat from your bodies is making him gasp for each breath. ]