[This is, she thinks absently, the catharsis that his father never got. A human woman, taken from him, ripped from his arms, and there was no rescue effectuated in time. The lord of vampires never got to return his wife to her bed and sit at her side, and weep over the scars bitten into her skin, and kiss her in his relief.
It's an odd thing to think of, in a moment like this. But the thought crosses her mind anyway, and makes her want to press into him all the more, suddenly hungry not just for rest and rejuvenation, but to feel the overwhelming depth of his love of her as well.]
Adrian —
[It's halfway to a moan, falling from her tongue as her lips part slightly, as she recognizes that she's too tired and aching for much, but desperately craving affection from him nevertheless.]
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It's an odd thing to think of, in a moment like this. But the thought crosses her mind anyway, and makes her want to press into him all the more, suddenly hungry not just for rest and rejuvenation, but to feel the overwhelming depth of his love of her as well.]
Adrian —
[It's halfway to a moan, falling from her tongue as her lips part slightly, as she recognizes that she's too tired and aching for much, but desperately craving affection from him nevertheless.]