Mm. [Clearing his throat with his jawline there, hovering somewhere above her own eyeline as he gently moves to draw her away from the cabinet, ignoring how tempting it is to stay settled with her so close-- so fundamentally different from how he'd shielded her hundreds of times in a firefight or from the hard snap of a lycan's jaws. How she'd always returned the favor in full regardless of priorities or directives.
Difficult to consider standing in as what Malory was to him for someone else. Someone suited for a better life.]
no subject
Difficult to consider standing in as what Malory was to him for someone else. Someone suited for a better life.]
It's been a long day. Forgive me.