[The way she touches his scars with such a gentle hand, feeling every little dip and crevice and wrinkle that the world's shorn onto him... it's things like this that tell him he made a good choice. Not just a good choice - the right choice.]
... Then I'm gonna have all of you.
[Matched with a thrust of his hips against hers, the kind that makes his claws grip into the bedding beneath them - and it's clear from the quiet growl in his voice that he means what he says. Because, well, as it was said earlier... He may feel like he doesn't deserve her, but he will have her regardless.
Soft and tender and gentle he may be, but that doesn't mean the feelings behind that tenderness are, too.]
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Not just a good choice - the right choice.]
... Then I'm gonna have all of you.
[Matched with a thrust of his hips against hers, the kind that makes his claws grip into the bedding beneath them - and it's clear from the quiet growl in his voice that he means what he says.
Because, well, as it was said earlier...
He may feel like he doesn't deserve her, but he will have her regardless.
Soft and tender and gentle he may be, but that doesn't mean the feelings behind that tenderness are, too.]