[ there is a stiffness in her bones -- from the attack, and from misuse. but she welcomes it, because it stands in such complete contrast to the way in which he gently takes her in one arm. and his kiss is tender, slow, and it burns like embers. as they kiss, she knits his fingers with his and she can't untangle her own feelings from his. whose love is this? whose devotion?
in that moment, their previous kisses are relived. remembered. wind in her hair and the hard smell of a military jeep's exhaust. these are all the fireworks her 4th of july requires.
gingerly, she raises an arm so she might rest her palm against the back of his neck -- curling her fingers against the skin. she leans up and she leans in -- eager to return his kiss with just as much slow, easy affection. ]
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Date: 2016-07-13 11:52 pm (UTC)in that moment, their previous kisses are relived. remembered. wind in her hair and the hard smell of a military jeep's exhaust. these are all the fireworks her 4th of july requires.
gingerly, she raises an arm so she might rest her palm against the back of his neck -- curling her fingers against the skin. she leans up and she leans in -- eager to return his kiss with just as much slow, easy affection. ]