Stavanger Bay i don't wanna be you

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velen knew in that moment what he wanted, and firmly believed he would have made the same choice regardless of the perfume wreathing around them or not. she had planned for this, asked permission, and come to him in confession of love. he could see no reason not to indulge the future they both wanted, even if they had not discussed it till this moment. 
what velen was feeling was not spontaneous, however — it was a sensation that had grown within him for months and culminated with what dalia was asking now, her seafoam gaze resting gently upon his. a half-smile quirked the edge of his mouth; he moved to kiss her, to bring her into his embrace. "no. i want this."
and in some moments, there was no time for talking, only for the two of them to explore one another against the rush of the sea, to touch, to taste, to understand; to fall into one another over and over again, until their flesh for the moment was sated and their love strengthened, newly standing at the edge of a fresh and raptuorous beginning.