It wasn’t a place.

Her eyes opened and she took a few moments to savour the delicious heaviness in her limbs. She was spent, but in such a good way. She felt the comforting warmth and weight of his arm that he had curled around her and tucked in against her chest. She grazed her lips across his knuckles as they rested just under her chin and she let out a deep breath, settling against the length of his body at her back.

She was so happy they had come back together after all this time. She hadn’t realised how much they’d missed each other over the years apart. They’d both changed, he had softened a little, which was a good thing as far as she was concerned. And she had finally settled into herself. She’d been lost and looking for something the first time around, and she’d broken his heart when she’d left. But she finally realised what she wanted and where she needed to be.

And it wasn’t a place. She knew she needed to be with him.

They just fit together perfectly, skin to skin as they were now. She had desperately missed the way they could be together so easily. And also with such heat. God, she’d missed their heat. She’d never experienced the same thing with anyone else. It was a craving, a desperate need to be near each other, to talk, to touch, to hold and to be held.

They’d found each other again and she was happy at last.

She turned slowly against him, the movement against his warm skin creating a tantalising tingling within her. Her own body awoke his as she moved against him. As she pressed herself along the warm length of his body and raised her head to look up at his sleeping face, she was surprised to see his eyes were open and he was smiling down at her. She reached up to place her hand against the side of his face as she always did, and he trailed his fingers down the length of her body, coming to rest at the small of her back.

As their faces came together and their lips met, he pulled her against him and together they began to move in each other’s arms. Acutely aware of one another. And blissfully happy.

…

No death. No darkness. No horror. No bad guy.

x desleyjane