If anything she'd done or said since she got here told him she was still his Z, it was the way she'd fit herself to him like she was made for him and rested her head on his chest without worrying where her horns ended up. It wasn't the comfort of her body against his, but the fact that he knew in that instant that she needed him to love her enough to soothe away what her father had done.
It didn't happen often but when Z showed even a hint of weakness, everything he was leaped in to protect her. So he held her, lips pressed to the crown of her head, and let all the love that had had no outlet for months flow into his fingertips against her skin.
with two fingers he tugged lightly at the shoulder of her dress. "You've got to be about dying for that after-battle sex by now, and I need you like you wouldn't believe." Which was not very subtle code for I need to be yours and know you're mine.
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Date: 2018-02-11 03:17 am (UTC)It didn't happen often but when Z showed even a hint of weakness, everything he was leaped in to protect her. So he held her, lips pressed to the crown of her head, and let all the love that had had no outlet for months flow into his fingertips against her skin.
with two fingers he tugged lightly at the shoulder of her dress. "You've got to be about dying for that after-battle sex by now, and I need you like you wouldn't believe." Which was not very subtle code for I need to be yours and know you're mine.