Months ago, he had kissed her hand as they shared a private moment at the fire, and she had not known rightfully what to do. She would not have denied the attraction or the connection she felt but there was Archer, still, and her heart was with him.
Only now, his heart also belonged to someone else.
She felt selfish for craving someone to simply want her, to accept her. For her to be enough for someone. And while she knew it wasn't true of Kell either, she knew him as she knew no other, and in the tangled layers of their mess, she knew he accepted her for what she was and what was becoming. And for now, that was all she wanted.
Kell's fingers tangled in her hair and tugged her close, til there was nearly no space between them any longer. She could feel the warmth radiating from him and she could not - would not - pull away. The hand at his cheek remained, but her other hand reached up to thread into the back of his hair, keeping him there with her. Neria kissed him soundly, taking what he offered, as she might never have this moment again.
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Only now, his heart also belonged to someone else.
She felt selfish for craving someone to simply want her, to accept her. For her to be enough for someone. And while she knew it wasn't true of Kell either, she knew him as she knew no other, and in the tangled layers of their mess, she knew he accepted her for what she was and what was becoming. And for now, that was all she wanted.
Kell's fingers tangled in her hair and tugged her close, til there was nearly no space between them any longer. She could feel the warmth radiating from him and she could not - would not - pull away. The hand at his cheek remained, but her other hand reached up to thread into the back of his hair, keeping him there with her. Neria kissed him soundly, taking what he offered, as she might never have this moment again.