Claude's heart fluttered with every word Rene spoke, her eyes glistening with a mix of joy and pain. The tenderness in his actions, the sincerity in his voice, made her chest ache with longing. She smiled softly, trying to hide the turmoil inside.
Rene, you have a way of making even the simplest things feel extraordinary, she said, her voice soft but steady. She allowed herself to be pulled into his embrace, savoring the warmth and safety it provided, even if only for a moment.
She let out a gentle sigh as his lips met hers, her fingers intertwining with his. The world around them seemed to fade, leaving just the two of them in that stolen moment of bliss.
As he lifted her into his arms, she gazed into his eyes, her voice barely above a whisper, You always know how to make me feel cherished, Rene. If I thought we could run far enough, fast enough, I’d say let’s leave right now.
She rested her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes to hold back the tears threatening to spill. I wish I could stay in this moment forever, forget the world outside these walls. But reality always finds a way to intrude.
With a gentle touch, she cupped his face, her thumb brushing against his cheek. You are my sanctuary, Rene. In a world that feels so cold and unkind, you are the warmth that keeps me going.
She pressed a final, lingering kiss to his lips, pouring all her unspoken emotions into that one tender gesture, before reluctantly stepping back, reality tugging at the edges of their stolen paradise.
Rene cradled her carefully, the most precious thing in his life to him and the light in his miserable existence. For a moment they lingered in the small kitchen, the stove’s heat providing a cosy atmosphere that they would soon leave for the privacy of a bedchamber. You are, and always will be mine. If I ever treated you poorly the Gods have permission to strike me down a hundred times or more.
Shaking his head the man leaned in to rub his nose against hers. This is just a passing season, Ettie. Spring will come again, and with it our future, our dreams, let yourself be in the moment with me. Reaching up, he’d delicately brush the tears away, gaze flickering to judge a path before beginning to slowly wind them through the corridors and up the stairs. I will help you forget.. For a short while anyway. I promise you it will not be like this forever.
Taking a seat on the end of the bed, Rene kept her cradled in his lap, one hand supporting her back while the other slipped one shoe after another off, discarding them haphazardly, uncaring where they ended up. There was no way this perfect angelic being should have to ever walk anywhere. She cupped his face, drawing his full attention while his hand rested across her middle, fingers idly playing with the fabric. A gentle hum of acknowledgement came from his throat. Her kiss pulled him under the current that had developed between them since their first meeting.
He didn’t want to pull away from her, lungs burned with how long he drew it out, panting when he finally did. The world is full of terror and uncertainty, that is certainly true, but when two people share such a connection they are never truly alone. A playful smirk tugged at his lips. Now, I would not profess to be the Maker, but my dear you are my Andraste. Without you, I am a mere shell, a dry husk that no amount of water can quench.
Claude nestled into Rene’s embrace, feeling the warmth of the small kitchen wrap around them like a comforting blanket. The heat from the stove and the soft glow of the flickering light made the space feel like a sanctuary amidst the chaos of the outside world.
Rene, she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion, your words mean more to me than you know. You've been my rock, my beacon of hope through all the dark times.
She leaned into his touch as he brushed her tears away, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. As they moved through the corridors and up the stairs, she felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that Rene would always be by her side, no matter what.
When they reached the bed, Claude stayed close to Rene, feeling his strength and tenderness in every movement. As he removed her shoes and held her in his lap, she cupped his face, drawing his attention fully to her. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their private haven.
Her kiss was deep and lingering, a silent promise of love and devotion. When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting together.
Rene, my love, she said softly, her voice filled with conviction, with you, I feel safe and cherished. Together, we can face anything.
Rene's playful smirk brought a smile to her lips, and she laughed softly. You may not be the Maker, but to me, you are everything. My strength, my heart, my love.
With that, Claude leaned in once more, their lips meeting in a tender kiss as the world outside ceased to matter. In each other's arms, they found solace and an unbreakable bond that would carry them through any storm. The night stretched ahead of them, filled with whispers of love and the promise of a brighter tomorrow.
Their kiss deepened, and the intimate connection between them grew stronger, as they held onto each other, letting their love be the anchor in their world of uncertainty. The warmth of their shared moments enveloped them, making everything else fade into the background.
