Well... that sucked.

[katarhol]

There's only one voice in my head now. It's my OWN.

It's like an old friend I haven't heard from in years.

I don't know him anymore.

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[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

I know you didn't plan on it, love. That wasn't what I mean.

...Wingman Hol! Are you coming on to me?

[katavatar.livejournal.com]

That's a very distinct possibility, ma'am.

[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

Well, don't keep me waiting, then.

*she slips her arms around his waist*

I've been wearing black too long. Come take it off.

[katavatar.livejournal.com]

*His eyes widen, and she might be able to feel his heartbeat pick up. It's... been a really long time. And he's got no line that could top that.

When he kisses her, now... it's like discovering her all over again. He clings to her like a lost treasure.*

[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

*It has been a long time, but Shay has always communicated best with nonverbal language. She practically radiates unconditional love and acceptance.*

[katavatar.livejournal.com]

*And it's a godsend. He soaks it up eagerly, filling in the lost parts of his soul with it, now that he's found his way back to her again.

Everything she remembers about his kiss is there for her once more. The need, the desire, the perfect synch. This is what every person on the planet wants from life. He's been lucky enough to find it... twice, now.*