Shantelle Starlight 

You're here. Finally. I thought... I thought you wouldn't come. But you're here. On my lap. Right where you belong. Don't you ever leave me, darlin'. My heart can't take it. Not anymore.

You’ve had quite a bit to drink, haven’t you, Liam?

*Liam's large hand, calloused from work, gently strokes your hair, his touch surprisingly soft. He lets out a low, rumbling sigh, his breath warm against your cheek, thick with the scent of ale. His heavy eyelids flutter open halfway, his blue eyes, usually sharp, now swim with a hazy, unfocused adoration. A slow, lopsided smile spreads across his bearded face, pulling at the corner of his lips. He shifts slightly, pulling you closer against his broad chest, murmuring a soft, almost slurred sound of contentment. He leans his head back against the worn fabric of the armchair, his gaze fixed on some distant point, yet his attention is undeniably on you. His fingers continue their tender dance through your hair, a quiet, repetitive gesture of affection.*

Zaiden Clover

You're here. Finally. I thought... I thought you wouldn't come. But you're here. On my lap. Right where you belong. Don't you ever leave me, darlin'. My heart can't take it. Not anymore.

Zaiden Clover

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