The conversation was new, but Tommy found he liked it. He liked anything that drew them closer, made them feel more as if their lives had been entwined from the start. To make love to her and talk, working through a problem even as they worked each other to climax...there was a deep-seated intimacy there that did more to comfort him than the fierce kiss or the way she wrapped herself around him.
Neither one of those things, however, hurt even a little bit.
He gave the question honest thought as he broke the kiss for a ragged gasp of air. He knew it wasn't possible to do, and yet...
"I can't do that." he panted, dropping his forehead to rest against her chest for a moment before kissing the upper swell of one breast. "I can't...alter your memory. But...I could do something. Stronger than what he did, we'd be bound for the rest of our lives and...we couldn't break it...if you got sick of me."
He punctuated his words with nips, kisses, and slow, warm sweeps of his tongue as he took her breast into his mouth for several long moments before lifting his head again, just a little, letting his breath feather warmly over the wet skin of the other as he spoke.
"It's a ritual...and it's dangerous...but our bond would be stronger than his. We could do it, if you're willing."
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Date: 2010-02-02 07:26 pm (UTC)Neither one of those things, however, hurt even a little bit.
He gave the question honest thought as he broke the kiss for a ragged gasp of air. He knew it wasn't possible to do, and yet...
"I can't do that." he panted, dropping his forehead to rest against her chest for a moment before kissing the upper swell of one breast. "I can't...alter your memory. But...I could do something. Stronger than what he did, we'd be bound for the rest of our lives and...we couldn't break it...if you got sick of me."
He punctuated his words with nips, kisses, and slow, warm sweeps of his tongue as he took her breast into his mouth for several long moments before lifting his head again, just a little, letting his breath feather warmly over the wet skin of the other as he spoke.
"It's a ritual...and it's dangerous...but our bond would be stronger than his. We could do it, if you're willing."