[ her cold body, slumped against stelle, slowly begins to regain it's warmth. and this time, when sirin claws her way back out of the yawning maw of the void she just barely manages to gasp for air before being assaulted by a pleasure that tears a weak, shaky moan from her. she's being split open again, and it hurts.
it hurts, but this time she isn't scared. it feels good, and this time, she can really, truly appreciate it. with what strength she has she clings to the woman who's broken her so thoroughly.
this woman, this being that's a miracle from the stars just as surely as sirin is a calamity from the skies - her girlfriend. the one who's singlehandled proven, after all this time, that she doesn't have to be alone anymore. that, even if she's bad, even if she has to kill her, even if that's really how it has to be...she'll be there with her. she'll bring her back before she's past the point of no return, and she'll still be there when she's back.
sirin heaves out a happy sob, curling her fists in stelle's clothing. it's the not the first time she's ever felt it - kiana kaslana, of course, has had these moments. but this is the first time sirin schariac, as herself, as the bad one who can't let go of the past because forgetting might as well be death, for both of them - this is the first time she's cried tears of happiness.
kiana was right. she'll be okay. and that's enough. ]
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it hurts, but this time she isn't scared. it feels good, and this time, she can really, truly appreciate it. with what strength she has she clings to the woman who's broken her so thoroughly.
this woman, this being that's a miracle from the stars just as surely as sirin is a calamity from the skies - her girlfriend. the one who's singlehandled proven, after all this time, that she doesn't have to be alone anymore. that, even if she's bad, even if she has to kill her, even if that's really how it has to be...she'll be there with her. she'll bring her back before she's past the point of no return, and she'll still be there when she's back.
sirin heaves out a happy sob, curling her fists in stelle's clothing. it's the not the first time she's ever felt it - kiana kaslana, of course, has had these moments. but this is the first time sirin schariac, as herself, as the bad one who can't let go of the past because forgetting might as well be death, for both of them - this is the first time she's cried tears of happiness.
kiana was right. she'll be okay. and that's enough. ]
D-da. It's good. You're good. Stelle...Stelle...