#without armour

[obsessedovertoomanythings]

I know that Inej is not being cruel when she says this to Kaz but man it is still pretty cruel. I’m rather impressed that Kaz ”I could bottle her laugh” Brekker didn’t straight up jump off the ship and drown himself to the True sea.

”I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.” “You want me.” She turned the words over. Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set. It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?”

I would literally just die right there in the spot.

[ketterdamcoffee]

okay but if we get to see the first time kaz removes his gloves in front of inej,,, what then

[spaced0lphin]

Turian Life Drawing

[littlestivy]

Without Armour

Excerpt from Chapter 4:

Giddy and laughing, Inej threw herself onto one of the rolls of linen. The warehouse hadn’t been repurposed yet, which was odd, but the damage from the Shu attack must have kept the government occupied and concerned with much larger repairs than an old, rotting building on the edge of the city. Inej smoothed her hand over the fabric, watching the smoke swirl and meld with the low clouds.

Her laughs subsided and she breathed it in, the stinging smoke and charred wood and filthy city. When she opened her eyes, she caught Kaz staring. He was sitting across from her, just like the last time, cane resting over his knees with a hunger in his eyes that made her skin sensitive to every fibre of the linen beneath her and the fact they were entirely alone, in an abandoned warehouse where they wouldn’t be disturbed, no matter what they were doing. What did she want to be doing?

Blazing heat spread across her face but she didn’t look away. His dark eyes pulled her in; she didn’t think she’d be able to look away even if she wanted to.

Final chapter will be posted on February 11 at the latest! ❤️