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His absences left her burning. No outlet for her frustrations, no comfort for her aches. She didn't want to admit it, but she didn't need to. @alives always knew. Just like he probably knew his light teasing touches felt like they would burn straight through her skin.
"Don't tempt me-" Her breath caught against the skin of his cheek, his neck. Though she knew he was teasing - but then wouldn't he give her anything she asked for? - anything that brought back the image of him on his knees brought heat between her thighs. She pressed her face closer to his skin to hide the flush that spread over her own. Could she really make him beg? She was too weak for that. It would reduce her to speechless mess, doubling back and giving anything he asked in seconds. But she was almost tempted to try.
What she needed was another question entirely. Him; pressed against her, knowing he was safe and staying. Answers for her questions to calm her heart. She'd settle for forgetting her own damn name in his bed. Their bed.
"I'm not waiting. I'm savouring." Taking her time, as if they had it. Violet brushed her lips over the skin of his neck in a slow open mouthed kiss, tracing the lines of his relic.