[ Once, neither might have stepped out and joined a crowd like this, preferring to cavort with the company of their chosen family, enjoying a good barroom brawl. Now, here, in company they've chosen to keep, just between themselves, Vex can't help but laugh softly, nose scrunching, as steps bring them about, a steady pace, an elegant twirl, and a low dip that brings her right back where she wants to be: in his arms. ]
And you are mine. [have been, since before she can remember; that knowledge that her heart was his part of a confession that brought him back to her. an earnest truth she'll never hide from again] No matter how far I may fly, know that my wings will always bring me back to you.
[or broom, but that's not quite as poetic, and she IS trying to keep up with that silvery tongue.
As it is, she gives in at last to what she has wanted to do since the dance started: lets her head rest against his check, cheek turned to nestle against his collar bone, tucked neatly beneath his chin. It is a display of intimacy that breaks their unspoke rule, but as far as Vex is concerned, that part of the masquerade can come to an end. ]
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And you are mine. [have been, since before she can remember; that knowledge that her heart was his part of a confession that brought him back to her. an earnest truth she'll never hide from again] No matter how far I may fly, know that my wings will always bring me back to you.
[or broom, but that's not quite as poetic, and she IS trying to keep up with that silvery tongue.
As it is, she gives in at last to what she has wanted to do since the dance started: lets her head rest against his check, cheek turned to nestle against his collar bone, tucked neatly beneath his chin. It is a display of intimacy that breaks their unspoke rule, but as far as Vex is concerned, that part of the masquerade can come to an end. ]