[ His approach was slow, patient, as was the rise of his callused hands. Both rested on either side of Armand's face, skin hot, alive and healthy. ]
Do you feel that? [ He asked intimately. ] Do you see? [ His head tilted slightly, the scars of the bite present on his neck. ] I healed and I'm here, Armand, you didn't lose me.
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Date: 2016-09-04 07:08 pm (UTC)From:Do you feel that? [ He asked intimately. ] Do you see? [ His head tilted slightly, the scars of the bite present on his neck. ] I healed and I'm here, Armand, you didn't lose me.
I don't want to lose you either.