He gathers me in his arms, and he sits down, me in his lap with my head on his chest. He brings his hand up to the side of my face and hugs me to him. I press my nose into the crook of his neck and breath him in, cherishing the scent, already knowing that I will give myself to this man over and over for as long as he'll have me. I bring my lips up to meet his skin, caressing him, and I whisper,
"I will love you forever." leaving behind a few soft kisses.
"And I will love you always." Tobias says as he reaches for my chin to tilt my head up. He continues,
"My little minx. My Kyrie. I love you." he connects our lips and sparks fly, arcing and dancing around us.
Everything else stops. No sound. No movement. It was just us, burning for each other on a desolate plane. We needed each other to survive. He was my fire, and I was his breath, fueling each other, consuming each other and blazing brighter. Continuing the cycle with every new life. And I couldn't wait to burn with him in every single one.
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Her Fire
RomanceEvery few years, I move to a new town. I typically spend two to three years in a place and if I don't have the dreams, I leave. This has been the way of my people for eons. The women move around, searching. The men, however, have long ago, lost the...
