That night I lied in my bed, in Pietro's arms. I asked him to stay with me. I already cried with Natasha and Wanda, but I needed time with Pietro.
It's just like that night, the one we shared before. But now I am not the only one crying. We cling to one another like our lives depend on it. And sob.
He watched me die. I died. I bled by force for four days. He had to live with not knowing where I was or how to help. My body will never be the same again. Even if I use my powers, the scars are in me.
His hands slip under my shirt, I know what he's doing. I trust him. So I let him.
His fingers trace the scars, over my ribs and across my abs. He presses kisses on my neck and throat. And I let him.
His fingers hesitate moving any further, but he kisses my lips. And I kiss back. I know what's happening, I know I'm ready.
"I'm not afraid," I whisper. He kisses my cheek.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes,"
YOU ARE READING
Run Fast and Far
FanfictionDaphne Larkspur is probably one of the strangest heroes you'll ever meet. She's a metamorphmagus shapeshifting nephilim who is a resident at the Avengers Tower in New York when she's not saving the world with her friends. Although she's weirdest you...
