What a relief it is to be held in the arms of a man who respected her even before she was a queen, a man who wanted her before she wore a rope of gold around her neck, a man who looked at her with awe before she was given a throne to sit upon.
His hands on her body feel just as large as she remembers, and his torn lip against hers feels just as odd as it did before, but it's a familiar sensation, and so very welcome that she throws herself into returning his kiss with wild enthusiasm, clinging to his shoulders spikes and all and threading her fingers through his hair.
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Date: 2020-09-12 04:53 am (UTC)His hands on her body feel just as large as she remembers, and his torn lip against hers feels just as odd as it did before, but it's a familiar sensation, and so very welcome that she throws herself into returning his kiss with wild enthusiasm, clinging to his shoulders spikes and all and threading her fingers through his hair.