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Post by Avery on Jan 16, 2016 4:50:24 GMT
"At least now we know we aren't alone in that turmoil,"
"It's refreshing." Galen murmurs quietly, lips finding the side of her neck, brushing against the curve of it, arms wrapping tighter around her
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 16, 2016 5:26:46 GMT
"It's refreshing."
A small understanding laugh escapes as her fingers run through his hair gently, eyes closing. Zaire takes a breath, turning her head and kisses his temple gently. Exhilaration and love she denied herself tangles with the tug in her chest from her loyalty to her husband, the one she knows that a future is impossible with. But, she admits to herself that it had been a long time since she felt this alive.
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Post by Avery on Jan 16, 2016 5:29:41 GMT
Breath hissing in sharply, his hands tighten in the fabric of her clothing before he shifts the both of them, moving to the far right corner of the tent where his cot lays, sitting her down there, lips finding hers again as he cups her cheeks
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 16, 2016 5:47:47 GMT
Zaire settles on the cot without hesitation, returning the kiss as her hands find the claspings of his shirt with ease and she makes fluid work of undoing them.
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Post by Avery on Jan 16, 2016 16:26:13 GMT
Shrugging out of it once it falls open, Galen pulls back to study her before his hands move, shifting her to lay back. Fingers working quickly at her attire, his lips trail down as the first spot of skin is revealed
Timeskip!
Laying on his back, he traces her arm absently with the same arm that's around her holding her close, gaze trained on the ceiling, lost in thought, covers pulled up over them
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 16, 2016 16:37:03 GMT
Zaire lays partially curled around him, her head resting where his shoulder meets his chest, her other hand tracing patterns lightly. Her skin is slightly cooler than most, though her cheeks are rosy and lazy eyes bright as she studies him again, mainly his expression.
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Post by Avery on Jan 16, 2016 16:44:15 GMT
Feeling eyes on him, Galen slowly turns his head to look at her, small smile brushing the corner of his mouth "What is it?"
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 16, 2016 17:03:43 GMT
"What is it?"
She shakes her head a little, happy to see a ghost of a smile rather than the firm set of his mouth he generally wears. "I'm just admiring. There's details I missed before, and I find them attractive." Her hand moves and brushes along the stubble on his jaw gently.
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Post by Avery on Jan 21, 2016 16:48:10 GMT
"I'm just admiring. There's details I missed before, and I find them attractive."
"Maybe I'll have to show those features you speak of more often, then." Galen states quietly, lips brushing her fingers as he turns his head
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 22, 2016 15:50:11 GMT
"Maybe I'll have to show those features you speak of more often, then."
"I believe you should," she agrees, eyes softening at him. "You've a pleasant smile, and I'm sure it'd put many at ease."
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Post by Avery on Jan 22, 2016 16:41:11 GMT
"I believe you should. You've a pleasant smile, and I'm sure it'd put many at ease."
"That would be a perk for my men." Galen murmurs, sighing as he agrees "But, I'm sure you put them at ease more so."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 22, 2016 17:36:12 GMT
"That would be a perk for my men. But, I'm sure you put them at ease more so."
Zaire laughs lightly. "I am but a mage that walks around in a cloak, covered from head to toe. They've no name to put to a face and no face to put to a name."
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Post by Avery on Jan 22, 2016 18:09:20 GMT
"I am but a mage that walks around in a cloak, covered from head to toe. They've no name to put to a face and no face to put to a name."
"They know you're a healer, who keeps them alive, whilst I send them into battle." Galen murmurs, voice deathly quiet as he traces her back
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 22, 2016 19:13:17 GMT
"They know you're a healer, who keeps them alive, whilst I send them into battle."
She nestles her head again, her hand still on his chest. "I suppose that's a way to look at it." There's a tug in her chest again, and it forces a small and quite breath from her.
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Post by Avery on Jan 22, 2016 19:48:36 GMT
"I suppose that's a way to look at it."
"Are you well, Zaire?" Galen murmurs, watching her
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