And they are kissing again.


Twenty - Nine

He is overwhelmed by emotions.

He feels a dull ringing in his ears, spurred by his madly thumping heart.

Never in all his life he would have thought to be capable of this: drawing her in his arms, kissing her senseless. A small sigh escapes her lips and he can't help but tightening his grip on her waist, basking in the delightfulness of having her body pressed flush against his, her small frame almost enveloped by his own.

She is so petite in comparison to his bulk, yet she is so strong, fierce and defiant - she can bring him down to her knees with one single stare, by merely pursuing her lips.

He is three times her size, yet he feels small and helpless compared to her - he is completely humbled by her presence.

He raises a hand to cradle her head, entwines his fingers in her hair, gets stuck in a tangle of pins, doesn't care one bit. He doesn't recognize himself.

She is all that matters now, this is one of the rare moments in which his actions are driven by his heart. She makes him do that, he knows. This is how she works her magic.

She opens her mouth to him slowly, tentatively, and he feels himself melting in her arms.

He's in her power now, her grip on his heart is stronger than ever. She can squeeze it until nothing remains of it, she can pull it out of his chest without him feeling any pain, she can charm it with her smile and grace and he will follow her everywhere. He is laying his heart at her feet and entrusting her not to crush it.

After all, she is the best keeper of keys - and hearts - he has ever known.


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