Noctisardor Bypass life is about creating yourself.

courtesy of rnjesus  you saw nothing

Anything?

This sensation- it’s beautiful and terrible. There’s a fury in it, a curious blaze of instinct and trust competed for by a mind and heart in revolving turns.

She weaves her way back to look into his face: handsome, fine spun, taken, like she. She closes her eyes and nuzzles into his neck.

”Just once. With you.”

It’s what she wants. And not for any lack of coherence.

Because life goes on in not the way you’ve planned.