He touches the raw wounds healing nicely, showing a scowl as his rough fingers caress the edges with a delicate feathers touch so as not to cause her pain. She looks up, the eyes as black as pitch but shining with some odd shimmer of quicksilver swimming through at times. " You are to stay away from him for now on." He tells her and her chin lowers with a subtle nod of understanding. She knew that it couldn't be helped but perhaps she should of just coaxed him instead of startling him out in the first place so as not to get into any form of violent confrontation and now guilt twisted her up for hiding the full truth from him in the first place. "I'm sorry.." she whispers.
She feels the grip of his hand catching her chin and drawing her head back up so he could see her youthful features again, his other coming to brush away the white bangs playing into her eyes. "So much like your mother." He tells her. She can only give a weak little smile that becomes caught up in a passionate kiss that leaves her heart racing and whimpering as her cold features soaks up the heat radiating outward. And even as he draws away, she's silent, eyelids heavy but still enough to peer out from under the lashes to look at his strong features cast down upon her upturned face.
The smile on her pale lips is soft and she sighs as she leans into his touch as it moves from her chin to her cheek again where there is no injury before he grasps her hips and pulls her to his lap where he holds her against himself tightly, protecting her as much as he can with his love.
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