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“I love you.” Elain murmured again, against his lips, smiling as she did.
“And I’m not going to stop. Even if the world got on their knees and begged, I wouldn’t stop.”
When she kissed him back, she wanted him to pull her closer, to be comfortable enough to touch her, and+
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Azriel listened, a small smile breaking across his face—soft, unguarded, and so rare it felt almost sacred. Very few could ever claim to have seen him like this. There was nothing unreadable about him now. No mask. No shadows to hide behind. Just something open, gentle—
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Elain smiled when he pulled her closer, the light in her eyes returning.
“With how many words will I have to say I choose you, until you understand?” She joked, putting her hand on his on her chest.+
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Azriel listened without interrupting, his gaze locked on hers the entire time, drinking in every word as if he could carve them into his bones; commit them to memory, to heart. His eyes fluttered shut when she cupped his cheek, lashes trembling, but only for a moment. He opened+
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She hesitated on the last words, her voice breaking. “I’ve wanted you for longer than I care to admit. And when I say I want to give you these things, it’s because I want to. Not because you want me to.”
She rested her hand on his cheek. “Anything I give you, is from me.”+
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Elain nodded, that glint in her eyes flickering as he pulled away.
She sighed, her eyes searching his face. “I wish you would understand that I’m not getting close to you because I feel like I’m obligated. I…want you.”+
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Azriel’s expression shifted at her words, turning serious as he pulled back slightly; just enough to put a careful distance between them. Not because he didn’t trust her… but because he didn’t trust himself. “You don’t owe me anything, Elain,” he said softly, though his tone +
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Elain still struggled to keep her heart from leaping out of her chest whenever his lips touched hers, blush covering her cheeks.
She kissed him back, trying to keep the desperation from her body, her hand still in his hair.+
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Azriel shivered when Elain reached up to brush the tears from the corners of his eyes; but even more at the words she whispered to him, so endlessly gentle. He felt it again when she kissed his cheek, her thumb grazing his skin. He didn’t close his eyes this time. He couldn’t. +
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brushing his skin. “Even though it breaks my heart to see it. I’m here.”
She ran a hand through his hair, stroking it soothingly. “I would be honored to be your dance partner.” She smiled.
“I would also be honored to hear one of those melodies, sometime. Anything created by+
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Elain’s smile fell when she saw the tears in his eyes, immediately reaching up to brush them out of the corners of his eyes.
“It’s okay to cry.” She said, after a moment. “You don’t have to hide. Not from me.” She kissed his cheek, her thumb+
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Azriel took his time answering, really thinking it through. He leaned into her touch, resting his cheek against her knuckles as she brushed them softly along his skin. “Piano…or maybe the violin,” he murmured, his voice barely more than a breath. “A melody…I think I’d try to +
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Elain nodded, understanding in her eyes. “That makes a lot of sense.” She brushed his cheek with her knuckles. “What would you say you feel? If you could process it? What would you create out of it? What shape would it take?”+
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Azriel fell quiet for a moment, his expression turning thoughtful as he turned her question over in his mind. “Honestly?” he said at last, voice softer now. “I don’t know. I haven’t really tried to…” He trailed off, brow faintly furrowing as he searched for the right words—
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Elain smiled, still tracing circles along his chest, noticing the shudder that went through him.
“That’s what I mean. You’re so responsible. And kind.” She mumbled, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.+
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Azriel let out a soft huff of amusement, a rare sound, but one she seemed to pull from him so effortlessly. “I don’t think that counts,” he murmured, his voice low and warm. “They were probably too drunk to even remember it.” He shuddered visibly when her lips brushed along his+
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Elain laughed at the idea of Cassian and everyone asking him to sing. “Wait, so they’ve all heard you sing, but not me?” She asked, looking up at him, pouting playfully.
“I would love to hear you sing.” She whispered, pressing another kiss to his jaw, then his neck.+
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Azriel listened to her with a smile, not just because of what she was saying—though the image of a younger Elain did warm something in him—but because he simply loved hearing her talk. There was something about it that always put him at ease. And her laugh… soft, sweet, so her—
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