@emperesque âĽâed for a starter.~
In the quiet of his arms... she could breathe again.
There were times it was hard to quantify just what caused the balance that Ann ultimately found within the artist. Was it opposing elements not colliding, but easing the extremes of one another? Or perhaps it was the zen that emanated from his every pore, the graceful sort of distance from reality that allowed his regal bearing to seem untouchable--at least, most of the time. The thought of his grace slipping earned a blush as she nuzzled in closer to the Emperor as he held her, the steady rise and fall of his slumbering breathing a pattern she found her own matching. She swore her heartbeat would fall into rhythm with his if such were possible, though who knew?
Maybe it was.
The sound of her phone ringing was more than enough to disturb the peace, a grumble leaving the blond as she rolled to face the bedside table nearer her side of the bed, the incessant beeping silenced. Oh, why hadnât she remembered to turn it off?! A sigh escaped her as she rolled back facing Yusuke, an apologetic smile upon her lips as she gently guided an indigo strand away from his eyes.
âMm... sorry about that. Howâd you sleep?â















