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[ Moving away, personal space - they're overrated right now. Lex slides one of her taloned hands along Eren's arm, then loosely, carefully, takes his hand in hers. ]

Not Bonded yet, huh?

[ Referring to Rey's question, to the way both of them had slightly widened their eyes and then not protested, not argued. ]

[ eren completes the loosened hold with blackened fingers coiling around hers— less space. personal space was gone and he didn’t particularly care when he just wanted to share everything about his right now.

it brings almost an uncharacteristic, sheepish smile to his face when she reminds him of his word choice. and the fact that she hadn’t objected at all brings the tiniest of tumbles to the core of his belly. ]

I wanted to. [ no beating around the bush! they were a good team, a pair that sparked up something carnal, mutual attraction, similar persons— a bond with so much potential to lace in strong, the kind of relationship he’d want to feed here. he liked her, liked her so much, and if she felt that through a potential bond she wouldn’t need to hear him say anything else.

he’s still smiling and not at all nervous, only excited, perhaps, under all that discipline and self control that cherry scales can’t keep at bay. there’s something in him that, upon gazing at her brown eyes seem to know the answer he’s going to get— but he asks anyway. ] Would you?

[ There are very few people that have ever made Lex feel this at ease. In fact, if she's counting people - there are zero. Eren just does something to her, makes her feel the warmth of his dragon-breath all over, but on the inside. It spreads further now, running up from the touch of his fingers, twined in hers, to her heart - and to her cheeks, where they flush in delight. ]

I would. I do.

[ Lex wants to feel him as a part of her in more ways than one, and the realization that she wants that and that she can have it makes the warmth spread, makes her feel like she could use the feathers sprouting along her body to take flight. ]

So let's do it.

[ Why second-guess it? They know what they want. They should go after it while they're able to. ]

[ he’s. he’s twitterpated!!! he’s twitterpated. that itself just said plent of what they wanted. bonds had feelings, sensations, all that eren didn’t want to miss if she were around. the warmth lex feels if the fire eren feels being given life in his lungs, and maybe when he does breathe out this time, deep, content— it’s hotter.

no signs of flames, but it did feel like opening and closing the door to a sauna. it’s nice to sit, but . . . he doesn’t really want to sit anymore. scoring himself off the log of a seat they were on, eren pulls lex’s hand to accompany him on the grass dogmeat was content laying in. ]

When we get back. [ — okay, he was holding his tongue, but he’ll say it. ] We’re going to feel a lot more than we do.

[ He pulls and Lex follows. Under most circumstances, especially out in the wilderness like this, she'd want to stay alert and on edge - but Eren soothes her. Eren is warm and safety, even when there's combat - and besides, Dogmeat is with them, and so is an entire camp of Wilders. It means that Lex lets herself slide down with him, sprawling part of the way on him so that she can look him in the eye and still be laying down. ]

I'm not sure I knew I could feel as much as I already do, [ she confesses, flushing as she says it. Should she admit that? Feelings like this are just- god, she has no idea. How do people live, feeling this deeply? ]

[ after you've had sex under a tree a few meters away from a corpse that just tried to kill you, you start to consider your alertness as either more than prime or just absolutely stupid.

eren liked to think he was the former. he might be the latter— but she does that to him.

when she declares herself, eren can feel the burn on his face as much as he sees her's in the camp's lighting. it earns an attentive look— not one of shock, but . . . how can you not have your chest all bubbly after something like that? mutual. ]

. . . Are you okay with that? [ he knows it's hard to carry these sort of feelings when their permanence here was temporary. he says this gently, hand in hers, because more than do what he was compelled to do, heart and all, he did not want to be a source of hurt. ] For as long as we're here— and whatever happens after that.

[ I am well accustomed to loss, she thinks. Her childhood friend, her childhood home, her father right in front of her... Lex seeks out his hand with one of hers, twining their fingers together. ]

Yes.

[ She has survived many things, had no choice to. If - when - Eren goes back, she will survive. If he will survive if she goes back, to a fate that she is certain is poor... well, that she doesn't know. But that isn't her choice to make. ]

Are you?

[ they'ved lost so much. it isn't as if losing one more would not make a difference— because it hurts every damn time like a hot knife sinking into your chest and back. there's just one thing about this sort of hurt, though, that comes with the one thing he's never keep from himself. ]

You're worth every second. [ eren isn't even trying to be a mushy romantic— it's a genuine truth that's spoken as such, a straight face held through it to show that he was far more serious than any pick up line that could exist. ] That's the truth.

[ that's, probably, when his head tips down and messy hair falls in the way. ]

[ His hair falls in front of his face and Lex reaches up, brushes it to the side. Her fingers trail over the line of his jaw down to his mouth, brushing the tip of her index finger along his lower lip. ]

How do we do this? And- [ a pause, a slight laugh, ] -does it have to wait until we get back?

[ that is . . . a very good question!! she also better be prepared for tongue flickies, quick and unthought of when he actually does it. sort of a reflex when something gets to close to his mouth, but he’ll enjoy the particles of her taste any day. ]

The Coven does it, [ watching the wilder witches around, ] if we can get a Witch to supervise.

[ he

is down ]

[ The flicks of his tongue make her smile, and she shifts her hand just enough to make sure that one of those flicks drags against the pad of her finger. ]

I bet they'd be delighted, with how much everyone goes on about Bonds.

[ She turns her head, looks toward the Wilders. It's a lazy assessment, a predator with no real interest in chasing - at least until one draws closer, and then Lex clears her throat and beckons them over with a lazy wave of her claws. ]

[ well, shit— they're doing this right here and right now, then. not that he had doubted it! it just simply . . . makes his chest skip when a wilder comes forth. a bond, they say? lex was right; they are delighted and instantly call a helper over to make the preparations quick. from the corner of his eye, he sees it, and frankly!!

he doesn't let her fingerpad flee without a pleasant goodbye: a drag from his tongue, slow, short and suggestive. they'll probably at the very least have to sit up, and eren bring her with him to sit and watch the gleeful wilders create a circle around them with painted enchantments. ]

Good call. [ pulling her hand to his lap, eren's about to kiss her— all ceasing when a witch abruptly sifts themselves between them to tie their hands together in a colorful ribbon. i made sure to transmute good ones, they match your eyes, both of you!

he'll kiss you way more than that in a bit. ]

Won't take long for more.

[ :') ]

Edited 2019-08-21 18:20 (UTC)

[ Oh. Well. That was- fast, and efficient, and sort of startling.

The enchantments, the ribbon; it makes her laugh a bit, delighted by the strangeness of it. ]

Here we go, I guess. Vows now, right?

[ She is going to have to wing this like hell. ]

[ breathes in— alright. and because this is the epitome of winging it . . . eren’s hands are tight in hers, holding and waiting for his words to come. it doesn’t take him that long to let his lips work. ]

There’s only one real thing I want you to know, from this. [ and he means it, deep in the way his heart beats and how he’d soon be feeling lex’s as his own. the soaring in his chest and the drive to take him anywhere. ] We are free.

[ simple, but ample in its meaning. everything he does, everything they both do— it should be out of their will to do it. ]

No matter what shapes us on the outside.

[ No chains, no walls, no vault. She smiles back at Eren, and if not for the fact that she's supposed to speak next, she'd probably kiss him again. ]

I've got your back, [ she says instead, squeezing his hands in hers. ] I'll always have your back, even if sometimes you might not be able to tell. Not because of the Bond, not because of us both being strangers here, but because I want to.

[ Because having a friend, a partner, someone whose back she watches and who watches hers in turn... that's important. That trust, that bond, that is what she wants. ]

[ and that was that. simple vows made by simple people. the witch is about to ask more between their soft silence, one probably staring at each other longingly— and staring. and, staring.

if lex had wanted to before she had words to promise, eren seals the rest with the kiss they’re waiting for. the wilder pair, awkwardly croaking, decides to finish up her own process and leave them be with what they didn’t have to wonder anymore.

they were tethered, they were bonded, and what was in lex’s feelings were in eren’s and vice versa. they share something warm and unbelievable as his head tilts in deeper for her lips. it vibrates in his chest as his and is shared like an open vault indeed: it’s the thing he could take most pride and joy in.

he cherishes this as he does her words, and wraps around her feelings as if he were meant to be there. ]

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