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heart for a starter !

golden child ,         lion boy         —         tell me what it's like to conquer .         fearless child ,         broken boy         —         tell me what it's like to burn .         ©

... he wasn't certain what he'd expected. Not that she would claim him in turn, with all the weight of a squire accepting her spurs and the burdens of her knighthood. Not her hand, still on his cheek, warmer where their skin met. Not a kiss. It startled him still, and that she could feel, the soft surprise of a man who had forsaken romances and chased only the needs of the body when he'd been younger and more prone to such weakness of the flesh. His lips parted almost instinctively, understanding the steps of this dance even without the benefit of practice at them- Estinien's arms swept about her, even the one still holding the gleaming metal rings of the gift, and that hand which was free splayed his strong fingers against the small of her back and raked up along the furrow of her spine to crush her close. He kissed her hard, with a hunger not entirely his own, and made what she'd begun so neatly a wild, breathless clutch of lips and teeth and tongue, as if he might take the very breath out of her and into himself. He nipped after her lips even when breathlessness made him gasp and lean back, mouth damp and shining.. ..he leaned, gentled the violence of it with a kiss to the corner of her mouth. His mind reeled. What had she meant? Was any of this power hers alone? Would her dark scales gleam still in shadow? Would her wings stretch unseen in welcome when he caught sight of her some distant time? Would she sing songs to him that only they would know?

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