Eonian - [ amaranthine oneshot ]

"But now-now Telemachus is here. His hand doesn't grip, doesn't force. It hovers by your cheek, his touch so light it barely brushes your skin, as though even that might be too much. He waits, his breath shallow and steady, as though the world might come crashing down if he moves too soon. There's no pressure, no force, only the quiet assurance that this moment belongs to you and no one else.

The contrast is stark, a chasm between what was and what is, and it makes your chest ache with a strange, bittersweet relief. You look at him, truly look at him, and all you see is patience and care. His expression is open, unguarded, as though he's laid himself bare before you."

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Or, where you share your wedding night with Telemachus.

(This oneshot is part of the 'Amaranthine' universe, but it is not required to read it - it just adds context.)