[ That she captures his tears, that he can taste them on her lips, that he'd planned to cause the same to her is not lost on him at this moment. He witnesses it with a sort of detached awe.
She knows him and loves him and is very much like him and the dagger settling between his ribs turns.
It is not a shock, the tonal shift; her body is warm in his arms and his body still half remembers the feel of her around him. Besides which he's mentally somewhere beyond shock in the moment, somewhere that reminds him very much of falling through the Void. Yet Lexie's parting lips bring him solidly back into his body and into the moment. He kisses back, open and passionate and wanting all over again, pulling her close just in order to roll them further in his direction. This means that she ends up on top of his chest as he lays on his back, kissing her throughout. ]
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She knows him and loves him and is very much like him and the dagger settling between his ribs turns.
It is not a shock, the tonal shift; her body is warm in his arms and his body still half remembers the feel of her around him. Besides which he's mentally somewhere beyond shock in the moment, somewhere that reminds him very much of falling through the Void. Yet Lexie's parting lips bring him solidly back into his body and into the moment. He kisses back, open and passionate and wanting all over again, pulling her close just in order to roll them further in his direction. This means that she ends up on top of his chest as he lays on his back, kissing her throughout. ]