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For a long time, Ravenna knew only darkness. Somewhere on the edge of it, she floats in this confusing mass of blackness, she hears a masculine whisper above her. Calling her name.
Her eyes are blurry when she flick them open. A hand slides up and down her bare spine, she sighs against his chest, feeling drunk and sick and too tired to focus on the fact she is completely naked, where he still has his jeans on. She curls her arms around his neck, her eyes still closed and her head still spinning.
His hand moves up to the side of her face. He threads his fingers into her hair. The feel of his fingers against her skin makes her eyes flutter close. A soft sigh escaping her lips. "Are you in pain?"
"I'm fine. Just tired and empty?" She mumbles with a frown, trying to comprehend the feeling of emptiness nudging her belly. His vines of arms tighten around her, and he presses his lips against her forehead. "What happened?"
"You were simply not doing well. The cold got the worst out of you." Morpheus speaks in a soft voice, hiding his sadness and regret while keeping half of the truth out of her reach. His motivation is believing that is for the best for both of them. "Now onwards, I forbid you to stay in the cold for long."
The overwhelming need to mould her body against him crashes upon her until there is no visible gap between them. He doesn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he holds her tighter against his body.
"I miss you and I love you. Goodness, I love you so much. I should have said it a million times. I really should have. We both know that I-I'm not easy. I know I am not. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. And you know what? I can't bloody live without you. Do not ask me to stay away because I simply cannot do such things." Her heart is beating fast, her confession a breathless rush.
A beat passes, followed by a second. Third. A wisp of unease niggles at her stomach at his silence before he speaks.
"You love me?"
Ravenna sits up straight and looks him straight in the eyes with disbelief. "Seriously? I was doing this big apologising speech and all you heard is that?"
"I forgive you. I cannot simply stay angry at you for long even if I tried. You are mine just as I am yours." He confesses, his hair is tousled and his mouth stretching into a wide grin. "Say it again. That you love me."
She rolls her eyes and snuggles back against his cheekbone with her bare chest against his. "I love you."
"Again."
"I love you." Ravenna repeats and kisses his jaw. "You are my heaven, Morpheus. You make me happy in a way no one else can."
"Good that. I want you to be happy. And naked." He says drawing lazy, warm circles into her skin and she giggles. "My heart belongs to you. Only you. Let us not do anything that will waste our time."
"Indeed. We should." Ravenna purrs, running her slender fingers down his bare chest and to the outline of his jeans when he stops her.
"I am grateful for Death as she granted you immortality-"
"She did?"
"Indeed, she did. But you, my love, need rest as you are still recovering."
"I just want to feel loved."
"You are loved-"
"You may go slow." She whines, hoping to pull out the guilt card at his hesitation. "Please."
He gently flips their positions, and drops his forehead to hers with a resigned sigh. "Things I do for you."
The world melts away when their lips crash together, their bodies moving together with love and passion.
Once done, he falls on top of her, gentle not to crush her with his weight, nestling his face into the crook of her neck. "Happy?"
She shivers in exhaustion but wraps her arms around him. "Mmm-hmm."
"Go to sleep, my love. You require more rest." Pulling back onto his elbows, he looks down to her at her silence. She is fast asleep with a small smile on her face. He cannot help but chuckle a little. She looks thoroughly satisfied.
He pushes off her knowing full well that his weight might suffocate her and settle back onto his pillow. Securing his arm around her, he pulls her into him and closes his eyes. Oddly enough, he falls asleep soon after with a smile on his face. Not once does he wake up from this beautiful dream of his.
