Syx howled in pain, clinging tightly to his beloved Anna. He couldn’t cry, not like humans, yet his eyes filled with unshed tears. Inner eyelids blinking them away and blurring his vision. His face flushed as he rubbed against her, seeking comfort. It had been the hardest decision he’d ever made. Ripping his heart to shreds and leaving him a mess. It was right and needed. It was horrible and he was a monster. Nessisary to move on. Regretted instantly. Heartache overcame him.
Syx shook his head as he curled into her, “I don’t. I’m a monster… I don’t even know why…”
…why you’re here…
Wrapping his arms tight around, Syx made a distressed noise in the back of his thought. He couldn’t handle the thought of losing her too. It was a stupid thought, he could smell her love… but it was still there. The fear that she’d be over him one day.
Shifting around to thread his fingers with hers, he managed to breathe, “I’ll be okay… I knew it could never last…”
…nothing ever did…
Anna made a soft noise as she gentle began to rock Syx, returning the embrace with equal intensity, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. “You are not a monster..” She murmured softly.
“A monster would never care as much as you do. I don’t believe that for one second.. you, my love,” she urged, gently slipping her fingers beneath his chin to raise his head to face her.. though rather than make him look her in the eyes, she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, “Are extraordinary,” She murmured when she parted a brief moment later.
“I fell in love with you for a reason.. you are mine and I am yours..” She murmured, returning to embrace him as tightly as she dared, as if she could mold him into her body and protect him that way.
Close was good. Closer would be better. The only thing that separated them was clothing. Syx snaked his bare hands under her shirt, breathing out, “Yours.”
He wanted her love, needed it. The touch and sense of it grounding him to the here and now. His lips moving against her, seeking comfort more than sex. Reinsurance. Companionship. Love.
“I’m yours,” a chant on his lips, -I need you, I want you- “Please?”
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