She covers his hands with hers, a quiet sigh on her lips. He understands now, and any temptation he might have had to go through that door has evaporated with the knowledge. It's impossible not to feel the weight of the darkness between them.
After Helium. Maybe. It feels like something cracks in her chest, a dull ache that turns sharp.
She wants to tell him she loves him, already. Now. Without the Bond. She wants to share with him pleasure like he has never experienced before. She wants him, regardless of the consequences.
It's like falling through the air, the twist in the pit of her stomach. Like plummeting towards the earth all over again, only there is no one to save her this time. A Jeddak does not get to want.
A Jeddak also never begs, but she is not a Jeddak in this moment. She is just a woman trying to hold onto someone very, very precious to her.
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After Helium. Maybe. It feels like something cracks in her chest, a dull ache that turns sharp.
She wants to tell him she loves him, already. Now. Without the Bond. She wants to share with him pleasure like he has never experienced before. She wants him, regardless of the consequences.
It's like falling through the air, the twist in the pit of her stomach. Like plummeting towards the earth all over again, only there is no one to save her this time. A Jeddak does not get to want.
A Jeddak also never begs, but she is not a Jeddak in this moment. She is just a woman trying to hold onto someone very, very precious to her.
"Curtis. Stay with me. Talk to me."