Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post 2

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[grumpycatanthir]

"To show us both." He corrects, leaning against her and trying just to breathe without sobbing.

"I will forever be grateful to her for this moment."

[takesnoshit]

His face is still wet with tears, and she kisses the salt on his cheek, kisses his eyes, strokes his hair. It was rare that they touched before, but now that permission has been granted on both sides it seems neither can have enough. There is much more that needs to be said, years' worth, but for now she holds him once more in silence, caressing him until his breathing settles.

[grumpycatanthir]

His cheeks are blotchy and red, but hers are probably not that much better, as he curls against her and kisses her hands in gratitude and love, tending to both palms and wrists.

[takesnoshit]

Caranthir Red-faced for a new reason, she thinks, watching as he bestows gentle kisses on her hands, fingers, palms, wrists. In other circumstances it would be erotic. Right now it feels like either prayer or benediction, or both. Haleth leans her head against his, closing her eyes as his breath caresses her hands.

[grumpycatanthir]

Later, perhaps, once the storm of emotion has passed, Caranthir will look back and be embarrassed. But right now it is enough to simply be allowed this, to hold and be held.

"Thank you."

[takesnoshit]

She shakes her head a little, twists her hand in his grasp so she may take it in turn, place a kiss in his palm. "Those words are mine." She tilts her face up to his and takes another kiss from his mouth. She almost aches with emotion, the release of tension she had not realized was there, with grief and love both.

Haleth sighs, leans her head against his shoulder. The storm is passing, but in its wake is exhaustion. "It is late," she says quietly. "Did you ride alone, or have you an encampment nearby?"

[grumpycatanthir]

He shakes his head.

"I came alone. My guard I left some miles away." With much yelling, true, but he wanted to be alone with Haleth... or without her, if it came to that.

[takesnoshit]

"Then stay," she says at once, twining their fingers together. "Share my camp with me for tonight. Having you here, like this--" She sighs, nestles closer against him. "I do not wish to let go yet, even if it is only for a few hours while we sleep. Stay with me."

[grumpycatanthir]

He nods, tangling their fingers together and drawing her close.

"With good will." He says tiredly, the storm of emotion now mostly passed. "The night is passing, but there are yet many hours til daylight."

[takesnoshit]

She sighs silently with her relief, letting him pull and keep her close for a while longer.

But there are things that need to be done before they may sleep, so eventually she sighs again, pulling herself out of his embrace and getting to her feet, using their still-joined hands to pull him up as well. They have not released each others' hands for...she has no idea how long. They might have sat here for minutes or hours or months, and it is not long enough. But she is exhausted.

[grumpycatanthir]

He climbs to his feet with equal weariness - the storm of emotions is draining, and the relief that comes after is welcome, but the ground is hard and... he wants to keep holding her.

"Where did you set up camp?"

[takesnoshit]

She shrugs. "Here. There is little to set up. I have a tent in my saddlebags, but had no thought of using it unless it grew colder, or the weather unfortunate." Which it has not. The night is cool, but calm. "I can fetch it if you wish."

[grumpycatanthir]

He considers and then shakes his head.

"The weather does not look to be taking a turn for the worse. If you do not mind, we can simply lie down by the fire."

blaaah going blank, can we just timeskip until they are lying down?

[takesnoshit]

"Such was my plan." Once, she might have asked if it would be beneath his dignity, either to deliberately provoke him or because she still misunderstood his nature. Now she does not. "I have a bedroll with me, and blankets. We will not need to lie on dirt alone."

fair XD

[grumpycatanthir]

"I've slept on worse." He grunts, and in short order they're curled together.

"You don't mind me being this close?"

Re: fair XD

[takesnoshit]

"No." His arm is around her waist as he spoons her from behind. To emphasize her answer she rests her arm atop his and threads their fingers together, then brings their joined hands to her mouth. It is not a kiss. That would be too quick. Instead she simply prsses her lips against his fingers, a further point of contact between them.

[grumpycatanthir]

His fingers twitch in surprise, and then his breath huffs out in a relaxed sound as he buries his nose in her hair.

"Sleep well then, Haleth."

*covers up the date* I know we could've left it there but suddenly I didn't wanna

[takesnoshit]

Haleth sleeps lightly and wakes early, just as dawn is tinging the sky. She's not one to lie idle in bed; she's not one to be idle at any time. But this morning she does not move once awareness returns to her.

She has never awoken like this, lying enclosed in the arms of another. She never thought to do so. Opportunities might have arisen in time, no doubt, but they would not have been with this person, and she would have refused them.

No, this opportunity is unforseen, a thing she had not dared to hope for even once she learned she might have reason to hope. Haleth has never been short of courage (or perhaps is too stubborn for fear, as her lost twin used to claim). But things have never happened as expected with Caranthir.

She can only be grateful for that fact as she lies stretched alongside him, tucked under a blanket and watching early morning light color the world. It is a rare thing for Haleth to be still and rarer for her to be content, but at this moment she would not wish any change.

lol okay

[grumpycatanthir]

Caranthir is lax against her, eyes glazed in reverie, relaxed as he almost never is, as, indeed, Haleth has probably never seen him. He doesn't even stir until she does, blinking lazily at her in sleepy content.