*Raphael*
Damnation! Through these long nights and days since I met her, when I envision claiming her kiss, I certainly never envision it being so uneventful.
It was never supposed to offer comfort; it was never supposed to be little more than a brief touch, a quick taste.
Blast it all! It was supposed to be designed to have her gasping for air and clinging to me. It was supposed to have her begging me to take it further. It was supposed to end with a tumble on my bed.
As I jerk free my unruly cravat to once more begin to properly tie it, I'm not certain I have ever been more disgusted with myself. I couldn’t very well deliver the sort of kiss I have dreamed of when she was moping about. Hence the journey to the crow's nest.
But she seemed so vulnerable, the pain still in her eyes. W
