She meets that kiss, drinks from his mouth like she's dying of thirst and he's the last sweet drop of water in the world. There's a fire in her touch, in her very breath. Perhaps this is the reaction he was expecting when he told her he wanted her before, told her that he wasn't just killing time, that he chose to be with her.
Her clean hand comes up to touch his cheek, and she's laughing through tears, still kissing him even as she speaks.
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Date: 2010-06-29 09:33 pm (UTC)Her clean hand comes up to touch his cheek, and she's laughing through tears, still kissing him even as she speaks.
"Where. On Earth. Did that come from?"