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[quote][b]Asmodeus (Nov 12, 2001 01:33 a.m.):[/b] That was all he needed to hear. Her words coupled with the surprisingly gentle kiss she shared wiped away the last of his uncertainty, and he tilted her face to his and kissed her with new assurance. This was what he had hoped for. This was what he had known he would find. She loved him, and he loved her, and nothing else mattered. Time slowed down for a while. It would never stop for him again; he was too rooted in paranoia, in protecting himself and Katera, to ever separate enough from reality for time to stop as it had at Command School, but it slowed, and it was gentle now, as it had been then. She was welcoming, and demanding, and he was insistent and accommodating, and when it was finished, he held her and breathed in the scent of their union and succeeded in thinking of nothing but her for nearly ten minutes. And then she fell asleep. He could tell, the way the little hands lay lax on his body instead of clutching him tightly, the way her breath deepened and evened out. He lay with her, looking down at her face, the redgold lashes long and lustrous on her cheeks, curls tousled by their lovemaking still clinging to her cheeks. With a light touch he smoothed them back away from her face and kissed her forehead. Tenderness...he could show her tenderness, when she was sleeping. When she was awake, he had to balance it with the fierceness he knew she needed. When she slept, he was free to be weak. Exhausted with emotion and exertion, she slept deeply, but he was wide awake, and he took careful pains to separate himself from her beautiful body and leave her undisturbed as he dressed. He knew she would be angry, when she woke and found him gone. He knew everything about her. He had known her in Charybdis, had been with her at Command School, had watched her curl in on herself during the last few years without him, as close as a camera could bring him. He knew her. Her hand was warm and limp in his, and she frowned a little when he slipped the cold steel band onto her left hand, but did not wake. She would be angry, but she would find his gift. There would be no confusion between them. He wanted no misconceptions. He only wanted her. Dressed once again in the snakeskin of the IA, he let his eyes travel over her form, over the scars and the lithe muscles and the little steel ring, the copper curls and the talons and the innocent beauty of her sleeping face. There were arrangements to make, but he had time to make them. Vaisou would see to that. After all, they had an agreement. [i]Katera Terrence.[/i] Nathan wore a small, inscrutable smile when he left her chamber to return to the IA compound.[/quote]
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