[ How is it that Tatara can stay together? How is he not melting in Aguero's arms, dissolving into the sea and becoming a part of the magic that permeates this world? Aguero's kisses undo him, slowly, and soon he's going to forget about the ocean and the underwater ruins and the fishes that dance around them. ]
How else are they going to get off? [ He teases, when he has a moment to breathe. Because he genuinely would not have it any other way.
He tightens his arms around his neck, arcs his bare chest into his. He's so warm, like fire. Or maybe that's the spark of his lightning. ]
We should dance to the hotel.
[ Because he knows—they both know that they won't be able to keep themselves from each other much longer. He knows how this dance ends. He knows, and loves, that particular spark in his eyes. And he knows they have a very big, very soft, very warm bed waiting for them in their room. ]
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How else are they going to get off? [ He teases, when he has a moment to breathe. Because he genuinely would not have it any other way.
He tightens his arms around his neck, arcs his bare chest into his. He's so warm, like fire. Or maybe that's the spark of his lightning. ]
We should dance to the hotel.
[ Because he knows—they both know that they won't be able to keep themselves from each other much longer. He knows how this dance ends. He knows, and loves, that particular spark in his eyes. And he knows they have a very big, very soft, very warm bed waiting for them in their room. ]