The words sit at the front of her mind, pushing her to utter what will get him to stop. She is the Shadow Mistress, and she does not need anything after a night of violence, pain, and heavy emotions. She does not want for things either. Wants don't exist for her.
He lingers close, not letting her move an inch until she speaks, and her heart starts to pound in her chest. Time and again he's told her she can have what she wants. Others have, too, but Hawke is-- Wolfe is always telling her to let herself have those things. To not deny herself for the sake of others. It's hard to let that go, especially when she's spent the last several hours putting those she loves first. Chris needed her. Wolfe did, too. They had to come first. Their wants were her needs. But now... Now...
She draws her hand over his face, pushing his hair from his eyes so she can see him, and she... breaks, in the most wonderful way.
"I want... to be with you." Here. Now. Dreams, she wants to wash away everything that isn't them to just exist with him for a time in this feeling he's invoked in her. She takes a small breath, then tugs him in again with the arm around his chest, pressing their lips together as she surrenders to this. To his body against hers. To the desire for him. To everything that is him being with her while this feeling lasts.
She won't regret this. Her mind wants to believe she will, but her heart is certain: this is everything she needs while the chance is still hers.
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The words sit at the front of her mind, pushing her to utter what will get him to stop. She is the Shadow Mistress, and she does not need anything after a night of violence, pain, and heavy emotions. She does not want for things either. Wants don't exist for her.
He lingers close, not letting her move an inch until she speaks, and her heart starts to pound in her chest. Time and again he's told her she can have what she wants. Others have, too, but Hawke is-- Wolfe is always telling her to let herself have those things. To not deny herself for the sake of others. It's hard to let that go, especially when she's spent the last several hours putting those she loves first. Chris needed her. Wolfe did, too. They had to come first. Their wants were her needs. But now... Now...
She draws her hand over his face, pushing his hair from his eyes so she can see him, and she... breaks, in the most wonderful way.
"I want... to be with you." Here. Now. Dreams, she wants to wash away everything that isn't them to just exist with him for a time in this feeling he's invoked in her. She takes a small breath, then tugs him in again with the arm around his chest, pressing their lips together as she surrenders to this. To his body against hers. To the desire for him. To everything that is him being with her while this feeling lasts.
She won't regret this. Her mind wants to believe she will, but her heart is certain: this is everything she needs while the chance is still hers.