The Gray Area (1/2) - A Viggo Love Story (HTTYD/RTTE)

24. Splitting a Soul

Sessa's heart pumped stronger when Viggo's free hand clasped hers. "You know," he began, "I enjoy being like this with you."

Looking up at him, Sessa wondered, "need and want?"

Seeing her face just inches from his own, Viggo choked on air for a moment, unable to speak. "That's right," he finally breathed. He found it amazing how just one person could hold such an effect over him. For years, no one could sway his mind or way of living. And then there was Sessa. He stared into her eyes, watching them flick back and forth between both of his. When he forced himself to look away, Viggo sighed deeply.

But Sessa found that something was happening. She could feel his soul so easily in this moment, but could not yet grab on. It wasn't until a fateful moment that she realized what needed to be done. It wasn't until Viggo lifted her hand to his lips, sending a rage of energy through her entire body. After he kissed the back of her hand, Sessa felt his soul become easier to tear, but not quite ready.

"Viggo," she called for his attention, eyes wide with realization and nervousness. When the man looked into her face once again, she hesitated. Sessa knew that kissing him would be the answer, but for once, she wondered how it would effect him. She knew enough to know that it was an intimate action, one that was exchanged by lovers.

Love.

The words stuck out in her brain. Did she love Viggo? Was that the 'need and want' that he'd mentioned before? I don't believe you know what you're saying, his words echoed in her mind now. Perhaps he was right; she'd no idea that this feeling was love.

These thoughts stormed through her mind in a matter of seconds, until Sessa made her decision. With her free hand, she touched his unscarred cheek. Then, with a gentle action, she pulled him all the way to her. For a moment, their lips lingers right in front of one another, hot air accumulating between their faces. Sessa could already feel his soul softening even more. She closed the distance.

Something popped inside of Viggo. It was painful for only a second before fading into bliss. He felt his center draining, and knew exactly what Sessa was doing. For many seconds longer, they sat, lips pressed together. So much was going on, that the silence surrounding them felt too calm.

Feeling Viggo's soul weaken in the kiss, Sessa took her chance and tore it into half. She was surprised that Viggo didn't even flinch. But once the transfer was completed, she did not pull away. She felt joy enter not only her heart, but a place in her core that she'd never felt with emotion before. The place where her soul once resided was functional once again.

Sessa squeezed her eyes shut even tighter as she leaned into the kiss more. Viggo's lips moved with hers, opening and closing in sync, like ocean waves; slow but powerful.

And she wasn't the only one to feel the power. Viggo found himself intrigued by the flow of energy happening between them. It wasn't his first kiss, but he'd never had something so deep and intense. He released her hand to hold just under her jawbone. And in that moment, he felt as though he could stay this way forever.

As Viggo's soul filled Sessa's emptiness, she remembered to let go of Nightshade's. It had never fit correctly into her core, and now it was time to finally give it back. Just as she did, Viggo pulled away from her with care. When he opened his eyes, he was shocked to find more color to Sessa's face. What used to be porcelain white was now a light shade of peach. And her eyes remained black, but the emotion in them was undeniable.

He then cleared his throat and let her jaw go abruptly. "So, it is done," he spoke in a professional tone. Sessa could tell that he wasn't sure if the kiss was just to exchange soul or not. It surprised her how well she could see this, too.

"Yes, it is," she responded. Sessa's hand slid down his cheek to the side of his neck. She then ran her fingers through the short hairs on the back of his head, and pulled him into another kiss.

Viggo was indeed caught off guard. His eyes fluttered shut as he let himself melt in the kiss. The power that was between them before had lessened into a smooth flow. He found himself smiling against her lips. And when she let him go, she looked down in shyness, a smile of her own placed on her lip. Sessa felt something bubbling in her stomach. It was gentle as it traveled to her throat and out of her mouth. A laugh.

Viggo felt his entire being flood with happiness and admiration. Sessa was laughing. It was like music to his ears. And there was no better sound in the world.