[The rush is more urgent than usual, the rituals of affection curtailed. The setting of their tryst certainly encourages brevity. There's no time to spare for wandering through one another's touch, lingering at favorite spots here and there — not if they hope to minimize the chances of being discovered.
But more than that, it's the heavying sense that their time together is limited that provokes this desperation. A desperation to retreat into one another, as if that might stave off the day they both know must come. A desperation to forget they could ever be anyone else's.
With his grip firm on her thigh, Nikolai pushes inside her. A sigh strains in his throat. His lips seek hers, hungry for all those sweet little noises that spill out.]
Then you'll have me. I will never not be yours.
[A promise caught somewhere between lie and truth. Even when this is over, when he returns and she's another man's wife and he marries a Shu princess... He will still love her. Even if she doesn't know it, some piece of him will still be hers.
This is what eddies inside of him as he pins Alina to the wall by the steady force of his hips, and he steals a hand up her shirt to squeeze her tit, and he pours a stream of kisses into her lips. Forget with him. Remember him.]
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But more than that, it's the heavying sense that their time together is limited that provokes this desperation. A desperation to retreat into one another, as if that might stave off the day they both know must come. A desperation to forget they could ever be anyone else's.
With his grip firm on her thigh, Nikolai pushes inside her. A sigh strains in his throat. His lips seek hers, hungry for all those sweet little noises that spill out.]
Then you'll have me. I will never not be yours.
[A promise caught somewhere between lie and truth. Even when this is over, when he returns and she's another man's wife and he marries a Shu princess... He will still love her. Even if she doesn't know it, some piece of him will still be hers.
This is what eddies inside of him as he pins Alina to the wall by the steady force of his hips, and he steals a hand up her shirt to squeeze her tit, and he pours a stream of kisses into her lips. Forget with him. Remember him.]