They sat there, eyes locked long after they pulled apart. The moment slowly catches up with them, completely unaware of what world they are experiencing together, or if they are even still in the same universe.
"Rin... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
Before he can complete his explanation, a smile slowly crosses Rin's face. Her smile assures him of what just happened; it wasn't an imagination or something incomplete. She simply leans forward and places her face on his collarbone; her head tucking perfectly underneath his head. Absentmindedly, he runs his hand down her hair before running his fingers through it.
The past years, holding onto that necklace and never letting it leave her sight. She kept the wall up around her heart to prevent the pain of someone leaving again, and allowed herself to feel it again in losing Archer. She made a vow, after the tear stains had dried and her pain started to ease enough for sensibility, that she would not lose him again. Finally, a remedy presented itself.
The pendant that he returned to her.
The pendant that returned him to her.
Their pendant.
Archer can feel her content. She isn't stressed, worried, or yelling. Instead, he finds a calm and collected young woman in his hands rather than an irrational and worried child. She gently rests a hand on the pendant. Archer finds himself remembering the weight of it, having felt it for so many years before he returned it to her. It makes him feel complete. She takes in a deep breath before Archer hears the words quietly escape her mouth, brushing against his neck enough to give him shivers.
"I've never let it out of my side. Never. It has stayed by my side these years".
Archer can't help but smirk.
"I didn't take you for a nostalgic Rin. You always have been interesting when it came to things. What a wonderful Master to keep me so entertained".
He feels the light press of a finger upon his lips.
"You don't have to call me Master this time. We meet as equals. We are simply two people, getting a chance to fix the mistakes that were made once before."
Archer stops for a moment, fully understanding the implication of her words. They weren't bound by a contract; their moment here was born from something they shared: a need for the other. Years of work and preparation, all set aside for the ability to bring him back to her. The regret of losing her once before overpowers him and makes him lose track of his thoughts. Nothing exists in this moment other than Rin and himself. The world merely stops for them in this moment.
She feels a pressure on her chin. Archer's warm, strong hands gently grasp her hands as if she is a fragile doll. He guides her up before embracing her in another kiss. She feels more passion and longing in this than the last; the moment taking her breath completely away as she finally pulls back.
She begins to protest as she feels a movement, a slight gasp escapese her mouth. Archer's agility allows him to gracefully stand up, while gently wrapping each leg around his waist. She presses against his body and she can feel him slightly growl, Archer seeming more animalistic as they continue. His body seems warmer now that she is firmly encassed around his body.
Archer slowly reaches a hand and places it at her lower back as the other holds her hair out of the way. She feels the casual elegance that is the pace of Archer; the movement almost unnoticeable. Archer leans down and begins to kiss up her neck beginning from the opening of the shirt to the very tip of her ear. She feels him smirk as she begins to breathe harder.
He feels Rin slowly begin to writhe under his hands, unable to handle the sensation coursing through her body. Her voice reaches his ears with a breathy sound, grazing them as he imagines her delicate hands would.
"Archer..."
As the words escape her mouth Rin finds them to be more of a plea. She begs him to be with her, something she has wanted far longer than she has been capable to show him. Years of sleepless nights, considering the multiple paths life could have taken, considering the way that his skin would have felt against hers...things that have made years seem as if they were an eternity.
Rin feels Archer slowly pull back, a small nibble at her throat. She gasps at both the nibble and the feeling of his hot breath as his breathing staggers against her neck. The breath gently rolls down her neck much like she wishes his lips would again, resulting in a shiver descending through her spine. She feels his place slowing down as she collides with something behind her. The thud from her impact and his reaction tell Rin all that she guessed was true. They are pressed against the door to her bedroom. She feels Archer lean close, his breath gently passing her ear and forcing her to gasp.
She hears words leave his mouth, their tone desperate as if holding back.
"Rin...I need you..."
