Ankyra Sound La Lune

She saw right through his facade, his effort to remember himself, to remain the unaffected soldier.

Svalinn's body shuddered at her kiss, inhaling sharply as every muscle tensed deliciously at her merest provocation. The impossibility of suppressing this flood back down to a trickle then dawned on him, and he knew he did not want to stop this just as much as he knew that he couldn't.

He felt her press into him and any coldness that remained in his stance fast melted away. Wordlessly, but not soundlessly, the iceberg of Svalinn cracked and shattered as their heartbeats danced, and piece by piece of him plunged beneath her unending waves until there was nothing left of him above the surface.

A bond that formed them eternal.