08-18-2019, 03:36 PM
He imagines a quiver at the very center of her.
He knows that he imagines it only because he want some it to be true.
As much as she wants to destroy him, he also wants to bring her to ruin.
But not like this.
Despite the arrogance and the cold indifference, he does not want to hurt her.
She does not move away from his touch, though he had expected her to recoil. To hiss at him through bared teeth, to punish him for thinking himself worthy of touching her. But she does not. She allows him to mutter the heart of his darkness into her skin.
She asks more of him than he can give her and he finally lifts his head. He exhales a rueful sigh but does not move to shake her off. He makes no attempt to unsettle her head from where it has found its home against the smooth plain of his shoulder.
His throat tightens and he drops his hooded gaze to the mossy earth underfoot. Her name is Adna and he doesn’t know why she tells him this. He could tell her his name just as easily. But he doesn’t want her to have to feel like he is anything more than a stranger she once told her secrets to.
“There is nothing about me worth knowing,” he tells her instead.
He knows that he imagines it only because he want some it to be true.
As much as she wants to destroy him, he also wants to bring her to ruin.
But not like this.
Despite the arrogance and the cold indifference, he does not want to hurt her.
She does not move away from his touch, though he had expected her to recoil. To hiss at him through bared teeth, to punish him for thinking himself worthy of touching her. But she does not. She allows him to mutter the heart of his darkness into her skin.
She asks more of him than he can give her and he finally lifts his head. He exhales a rueful sigh but does not move to shake her off. He makes no attempt to unsettle her head from where it has found its home against the smooth plain of his shoulder.
His throat tightens and he drops his hooded gaze to the mossy earth underfoot. Her name is Adna and he doesn’t know why she tells him this. He could tell her his name just as easily. But he doesn’t want her to have to feel like he is anything more than a stranger she once told her secrets to.
“There is nothing about me worth knowing,” he tells her instead.