Redtail Rise tuscany

maybe fading here? thank you for this thread, i loved it so much <3

As he got to his feet, something small and weak-willed inside of him asked, when do you think she'll leave you?

He knew himself, his shortcomings. His maddening inability to experience a moment just as it was. Why would you ask such a thing? He fought the urge to berate himself, rising like heartburn.

A guilty sciatica flashed through him. He searched her face for certainty, the lovely wash of red over her forehead. He couldn't believe she would choose someone like him -- and he couldn't believe that even in this shared moment, he continued to only think of himself.

He returned the wolf-kiss and let their physical contact wash away his internal dissonance. In more ways than one, she allowed him to feel whole. The pieces of himself settled into a metered reconciliation as he brushed against her, cat-like. Her tangibility and her warmth amazed him, frightened him.