[milliways] Lost for you, I'm so lost for you

[dejah_thoris]

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'More private' to her right now simply means away from people.  She takes his hand and leads him into the shadows, moving down the beach away from the music and the flickering light of the bonfire.  The white sand beach is flat here, gently sloping down to the waterline.  The quiet envelopes them, the susurration of the waves the only sound save for the occasional distant laughter.

Her blood still sings with the heat of his kiss, her breath ragged and shallow even as she attempts to calm herself.  She can feel him, deeper now than ever before.  If she is like fire to him, then he is red hot metal, radiating strength and something more.  Something raw.  Powerful.  She's almost afraid to look too closely, terrified she'll see what she wants to see and not the truth.

But this doesn't feel like simple lust to her.  They've skirted around that for months now.  But this is different.  This feels real.

"Curtis..."  So many words crowd up behind her teeth, catching in the back of her throat.  She glances at him, watching the distant firelight catch in his eyelashes.  When she speaks, all that comes out is,

"I love you."

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[2goodarms]

Curtis's pulse rushes in his ears, matching the hiss of the ocean waves. When he asked, he'd been expecting another deferral. Later. Not yet. The whole night feels deeply unreal, like he's wandered into a dream: the fine clothes, the minute readjustments as he settled back into his own body, the rush of feeling, the soft, buzzy haze the champagne's kicked in.

And now Dejah's guiding him deeper into the dream, her hand light in his.

Here. Now.

"I love you too." He steps closer, settling his free hand on her shoulder. "God. So much."