[ Chariot, with the last of the strength she had, clutched the linen sheet and tossed it over them both. It was a hot late-summer night, to be sure, but she knew they'd appreciate the cover no less, catching her breath and just resting in the glow of what had just transpired. Her heart was still racing, but she could feel her pulse start to steady. But more than that, the bond between them was a torrent of ecstasy and almost possessive adoration, Fang's will for her flames mixing with Chariot's regard for her own 'shine'.
In that moment, she was fully herself, the brilliant star she had once been, soaking in the applause and joy and smiles of others, or at least the love of her bonded. It would only last a few moments, but it was, in that brief moment, free of her guilt and anxieties. It was free of the shame of stealing away the dreams of others...
It was just her, and Fang, and the blissful currents of the bond to gently carry them into sleep. She pressed a kiss to Fang's forehead, murmuring. ]
I love you... [ The bond made it so she never had to say that... but it still felt good to do so. ]
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In that moment, she was fully herself, the brilliant star she had once been, soaking in the applause and joy and smiles of others, or at least the love of her bonded. It would only last a few moments, but it was, in that brief moment, free of her guilt and anxieties. It was free of the shame of stealing away the dreams of others...
It was just her, and Fang, and the blissful currents of the bond to gently carry them into sleep. She pressed a kiss to Fang's forehead, murmuring. ]
I love you... [ The bond made it so she never had to say that... but it still felt good to do so. ]