This time, she did not wrench away. This time, she was receptive to his touch. He drew closer, daring to wind his arms around her, for he needed her close. He was fearful, vulnerable, and in emotional pain thinking on all he had said aloud this evening. There was a power in spoken word, as if he had conjured up the very day itself. Nestling his face in her neck, he simply held to her, quiet for a long moment.
A hand slowly moved up her back, as he let out a soft sigh. “When I am in your arms, it feels as if the darkness ebbs away.”
Slowly, she wrapped her arms around Edward to hold him as close as possible. It felt so good to be with him. To smell him, touch him, feel him. It was obvious that he needed her at this moment, probably more than ever before, and Elsa could never say No. Especially when he was in this state. Her slender legs carried her backwards to the lavish couch and she did not hesitate to sit down. With her, she gently pulled Edward to make him sit next to her.
As they did so, Elsa rested his head on her chest and kissed his forehead, as if this single affection would protect him and beat all the terrible memories in his head. Her hand immediately found his cheek to cradle it gently. There was no need for words. Yet, her quiet voice broke the silence. “Shh,” she whispered softly, “I’ve got you.”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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