Dancing in the Dark

Avalon gave no protest to his touch and instead shivered in response. He could feel his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he kept going. This felt… right. Nothing else mattered at all… and he didn’t need to think anymore… he just needed to let instinct guide him now.

--Fade--

The deed done Felicien currently lay curled around Avalon some time after the fact. His racing heart had slowed but emotions still flooded him. His head rested over her form, protective, even if it was questionable if he’d actually be able to defend her at all. Didn’t mean he wouldn’t try if it came down to it. He licked Avalon’s neck and gave a content sigh.

“I love you, Avalon…” He whispered. He was more weary after the act than he expected to be… he was giving himself too much credit. It had been worth it though, feeling them become one, laying with her like this… this was all he needed in life now.