Suddenly, Anita is overwhelmed by the need that more than just a kiss is needed. It simply rages over her like hot wind over the desert, and for a moment she thinks they've managed to raise the ardeur.
But then she hears it.
Two heartbeats.
Two needs.
Two needs she's been ignoring for months now, pushing aside, making excuses to never face. Damian's need and...
And Nathaniel's. She turns her head to look at the wereleopard whose lavender eyes are simply filled with that need. His pain at rejection and isolation and judgment are there for her to see in his very soul, just as it is in Damian's, and her love for them makes that pain her own. There will be no more pushing them away, she understands, and she holds Nathaniel's desperate gaze with her own.
"Breath to breath," she says, never looking away from Nathaniel. "My heart to yours."
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Date: 2009-10-05 01:20 am (UTC)But then she hears it.
Two heartbeats.
Two needs.
Two needs she's been ignoring for months now, pushing aside, making excuses to never face. Damian's need and...
And Nathaniel's. She turns her head to look at the wereleopard whose lavender eyes are simply filled with that need. His pain at rejection and isolation and judgment are there for her to see in his very soul, just as it is in Damian's, and her love for them makes that pain her own. There will be no more pushing them away, she understands, and she holds Nathaniel's desperate gaze with her own.
"Breath to breath," she says, never looking away from Nathaniel. "My heart to yours."