[ Chariot moved through it, that mire within the Bond, the excitement and trepidation blending together not unlike the smokey incense, forming a veil that despite its thickness could still be seen through, to find Fang within... But the guilt was what she responded to, the most, and what she pushed against with her own assurance, her trust and love.
This was a mark for them, owned by them. No one else could claim it, claim her the way Fang was in that moment. Even if Kaede and Ramesses got their own marks, of some kind, at some point, this one would always be Fang's. She could have ownership and agency over it in a way that was so cruelly denied them both back then... ]
I know it'll hurt. But if it's you... it will also feel wonderful.
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This was a mark for them, owned by them. No one else could claim it, claim her the way Fang was in that moment. Even if Kaede and Ramesses got their own marks, of some kind, at some point, this one would always be Fang's. She could have ownership and agency over it in a way that was so cruelly denied them both back then... ]
I know it'll hurt. But if it's you... it will also feel wonderful.