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Her touches were soft, featherly caresses that ghosted over his cool skin and left heat in their wake, golden orbs hazy and holding a light warmer than the rays of the sun.
Rosy lips parted to inhale a shaky gust of air when she felt his gloved hands trail over the lush curves of her hips, hot breath mingling with his as her small hands came to settle on his chest.
Icy orbs took in the sight of her angelic face, cheeks dusted in a rosy hue and hair sprawled over the dark sheets like a halo, her light calling to the darkness gnawing at him from the inside.
She looked at him as if she could see right through him and past the mask of the charming, careless cavalry captain he wore, pools of gold regarding him through dark lashes with a warmth that made him want to drown in them.
For once, he wanted to be selfish and take all she offered, every fibre of his being calling for all she was, craving all she offered, but the dark voices in his mind whispered to him, reminded him of the burden he carried- that she was undeserving of being tainted by his sins.
A soft brush of warmth against the side of his face was enough to silence them in an instant, bright orbs taking in the way her expression softened as she looked up at him, as if she knew, as if she could hear them and their vile whispers, and he wanted her out, out of his head, out of that dark place-
“Kaeya.”
His name on her lips sounded sweeter than any prayer, gloved hands tightening their grip on her waist as his chest tightened with the desire to hear it again, over and over until it was the only one she knew.
Her sweet scent clouded his senses as her hands slipped around his neck,her touch hot against his skin as her delicate hands pulled him lower, carefully, until his lips were only a breath away from hers.
“Kiss me.”
And then, there was only her.
She invaded his senses, her body warm under his unforgiving hands, begging to feel his warmth, his touch, his caresses- to ease his burden that weighed down on him if only for a few moments.
And he was helplessly and fully at her mercy.
His lips descended on hers, soft at first, allowing himself a taste of heaven he had so long been denied but the moment he felt her pull her closer against her he felt something in him snap.
His kiss turned hungry, the frustration and want gnawing at him from the inside taking over as he slid a hand from her waist into her golden locks to pull her closer against him in one sharp motion.
Her lips parted into a delicious gasp at the action and he took that moment to deepen the kiss, to taste more of her, all of her, and with every time their lips brushed, he felt himself falling deeper into her.
He kissed her like a man starved, aching for her warmth, her love, and although Kaeya knew that he should stop, that he should let her go before it would be too late, he couldn’t.
She had managed to make her way past his defenses, past the wall of ice he had built around him, and with each one of her touches he felt himself melt under her, more and more, coaxing the sharp, unforgiving cold out of him to replace it with the lingering heat of her touch, the warmth of her presence, until there was only her.
He told himself that when it came to her, he would allow himself to be selfish and keep her by his side and in his heart, and though he knew that she deserved more than a broken man who hid behind a facade of mysteries and lies, he would make sure to give her all of him in return, for as long as she was willing to stay by his side.
For she knew of his sins, understood, and accepted him nonetheless.