Diabolic
Christie Stevens, Dylan Snow Pic(s)
The familiar scent of her skin, a soft blend of jasmine and warm linen, enveloped him as he stepped into the circle of her embrace, a haven he had not known for years. His head found its old resting place upon her shoulder, the delicate silk of her robe cool agat his cheek, yet he could feel the radiating heat of her body beneath. Her fingers traced a slow, deliberate path up the spine of his worn jacket, each press of her palm a silent promise of welcome that seeped through the fabric into his weary muscles. He breathed deeply, the simple act filling him with a profound sense of homecoming that was both comforting and strangely, intensely stirring. A low hum vibrated in her chest, a sound felt more than heard, a primal resonance that seemed to quiet the restless chaos in his own mind. She shifted slightly, and her hand slid to the nape of his neck, her thumb stroking the short hairs there with a possessive gentleness that made him shudder. The world outside, with its demands and disappointments, melted into an indistinct blur, leaving only the sanctuary of this dimly lit room and the press of her form agat his. He felt the steady, strong rhythm of her heartbeat agat his own, a syncopated drumming that spoke of a connection deeper than memory, more urgent than nostalgia. In that suspended moment, held so completely, he was no longer a man but simply her child, returned to the only source of true solace he had ever known.
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