Are you sure this is what you want? [ the words are whisper-soft, spoken to his mouth instead of his eyes. ] If you come into my bed, I might never let you leave.
[ it takes everything in her to hold herself back from him, to keep herself from closing the distance between them, sealing her mouth over his, and tasting him when she can actually savor it. when she can pull away and know that his face will still be there waiting for her, know she won't feel teeth like knives jutting from between his lips.
she can't even miss the possessive curl of his claws, that she had been surprised to find herself so fond of, because his fingers grip her waist just as surely. it makes her want to believe he means it, to believe that he wants her, even changed as she is.
but the need to be sure she's actually wanted is the only thing stronger than her impatience. ]
i'm a monster
[ it takes everything in her to hold herself back from him, to keep herself from closing the distance between them, sealing her mouth over his, and tasting him when she can actually savor it. when she can pull away and know that his face will still be there waiting for her, know she won't feel teeth like knives jutting from between his lips.
she can't even miss the possessive curl of his claws, that she had been surprised to find herself so fond of, because his fingers grip her waist just as surely. it makes her want to believe he means it, to believe that he wants her, even changed as she is.
but the need to be sure she's actually wanted is the only thing stronger than her impatience. ]