I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate.
She could learn, he thinks. He could teach her. Few know pain as he does. He would be an excellent instructor in such a thing. But would she be willing to learn? There is only one way to find out.
He edges closer to her once again, his fiery skin lingering just inches above her lovely coat, now marred by his touch. He is close enough that she might feel his heat, but not close enough to burn. Let her learn to anticipate. It is the sweetest part of torment, the anticipation.
”Do you wish to learn?” he rasps softly. She would have to strain to hear him. ”I could teach you.”
Raelynx
khaos x eyrie