[ She hardly means it, any more than he does. But he puts on a show. Sighs, and bends to pick her up into his arms, one arm beneath her knees and the other steady at her back. ]
[ She bubbles with a laugh, perhaps tired, but still a laugh. Immediately locking her arms around his shoulders as she leans to kiss him briefly. Not at all stopping him in the slightest. Spirits it healed her heart like nothing ever could, to feel him moving and strong, lifting and taking her about. ]
I heard a very good saying: 'all is fair in love and war'.
Mm. You have. Quite thoroughly, so it seems. [She reaches up, brushing a strand away, even as it fell down again. ] All the is left is for you to negotiate your victory. Have you thought on your terms?
[She settles underneath him, stretching out. Looking between his eyes in that simple wonder. That he was there and real again, warm to her touch. That pressure that was heaven as she has heard them describe, of his body pressing against hers. Strong, and careful and settled. ]
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[ She hardly means it, any more than he does. But he puts on a show. Sighs, and bends to pick her up into his arms, one arm beneath her knees and the other steady at her back. ]
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I heard a very good saying: 'all is fair in love and war'.
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[ And before long he's deposited her in their bed, kneeling just beside her and sweeping her hair from her eyes. Just...admiring her in that moment.
Something he'd been missing all this time, and never realized. This incredibly gentle, kind, beautiful woman. Who loved him. Even now. ]
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[She settles underneath him, stretching out. Looking between his eyes in that simple wonder. That he was there and real again, warm to her touch. That pressure that was heaven as she has heard them describe, of his body pressing against hers. Strong, and careful and settled. ]