[Sighing, she lingers in the sensation he makes with his fingers and thumb down her back before lifting herself up to look down at him. The expression in her gaze is... Complicated. That's putting it lightly. But she remains near him, closing her eyes and leaning down to press her forehead against his.]
... Make it count.
[And she seals that statement with a soft kiss on his lips. Everything between them needed to end here in this room. It didn't matter how good they made each other feel and how he went beyond in making her forget and how she was someone other than a person weighed down with sorrow and regret. She didn't want to hope or court any possibility because deep down, she does't thinks she deserves them.
For the rest of the long night, Eva continues to be an intoxicating paradox. There as a softness in her touch followed by desperation as she clung to him. She yielded, but revealed little. There was gentleness in her actions that contrasted the sharpness of her words.
As far as she was concerned he would only know her when she was shrouded in darkness and dim lights. When tomorrow comes, they would move on with their lives.]
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[Sighing, she lingers in the sensation he makes with his fingers and thumb down her back before lifting herself up to look down at him. The expression in her gaze is... Complicated. That's putting it lightly. But she remains near him, closing her eyes and leaning down to press her forehead against his.]
... Make it count.
[And she seals that statement with a soft kiss on his lips. Everything between them needed to end here in this room. It didn't matter how good they made each other feel and how he went beyond in making her forget and how she was someone other than a person weighed down with sorrow and regret. She didn't want to hope or court any possibility because deep down, she does't thinks she deserves them.
For the rest of the long night, Eva continues to be an intoxicating paradox. There as a softness in her touch followed by desperation as she clung to him. She yielded, but revealed little. There was gentleness in her actions that contrasted the sharpness of her words.
As far as she was concerned he would only know her when she was shrouded in darkness and dim lights. When tomorrow comes, they would move on with their lives.]