Kiss me. [ Mako finally says, her words thick in her throat, muffled against his broad shoulder. She'd been thinking about this for the longest time -- of having him in her arms finally, the way he just fits, even after so long.
It's an earth-shattering moment, this homecoming, this culmination of years worth of absence and longing and love doesn't die, not really, not always, and he makes her heart soar in so many ways. Feeling his lips against her skin, she knows it's not enough. Not enough, not now. He presses at her stitches and she fights down a wince because that hurts, baby, but then nothing is going to hurt more than his absence, than the fact that he's not kissing her stupid right now. ]
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It's an earth-shattering moment, this homecoming, this culmination of years worth of absence and longing and love doesn't die, not really, not always, and he makes her heart soar in so many ways. Feeling his lips against her skin, she knows it's not enough. Not enough, not now. He presses at her stitches and she fights down a wince because that hurts, baby, but then nothing is going to hurt more than his absence, than the fact that he's not kissing her stupid right now. ]
Can we just be kissing right now?