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POSTED ON May 1, 2022 10:19:19 GMT

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Skyler had always believed that freedom stood beyond the line of the horizon, an endless call that would lead her to uncharted waters and unknown shores. Now, leaning back against groaning wooden steps under a sky full of stars, face alight by an amber glow, she's forced to rethink its meaning.

What awaits beyond the horizon would always call to her, but it loses some of its luster when she's faced with star-speckled blue, with an affection that tastes sweeter than the liquor on her tongue, and is twice as intoxicating.

She finds a different kind of freedom in raising the liquor bottle, lips pulled into a wicked smirk, before taking a swig. In dragging nails up the skin of Angelo's side, distracted by the warmth under her fingertips. In finding the reflection of her desire in a smirk that dares her to push further. Always. Forever, she hopes.

However long that may last.

"Yeah," she agrees, voice made soft by both liquor and a swelling emotion in her chest. She rolls enough to be halfway sprawled on top of Angelo, eyes fierce under dark lashes. The crackling embers reveal her sun-kissed cheeks stained a gentle pink as she pokes at his chest. "You better not be an idiot."

Though the way it's worded makes it sound like a threat, something like a question lurks under the surface. A crack under her fierce visage to what lies beneath.

She finds her fingertips burying themselves in the short brown strands of Angelo's hair as she pulls herself up to taste his lips.

Both sky and ocean at her back are forgotten, their beauty inconsequential in the face of her drumming heartbeat, a familiar hymn deeply worn within her heart.
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POSTED ON May 1, 2022 17:12:10 GMT

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Warmth from the campfire doesn't touch him. Cannot touch him. When beneath the weight of Skyler's lunar eyes, her kiss, he orbits and blissfully burns without want for an alternative course.

Even after her lips part from his, leaving Figy liquor spice to tingle on the tip of his tongue and the tickle of a golden curl on his cheek, no attempt is made to alter it.

This moment is where he wants to stay, where he will come back to in the time to come. With her endearingly poor veiled affection and all.

“Well…”

From the press of his hand upon the small of her back, Angelo's touch ascends. Drawn to rasp his thumb against a smudge of pink upon her cheek, suspiciously early to be from the alcohol that had reached her lips.

Caress as slowly savoured as the pause that hangs within bonfire scented air, each pop of an ember mirrors the crumbling of whatever fragile secrecy remained.

“I am in love with you.”

Angelo smiles, giving name to the song that had long been imprinted in the thundering of a heartbeat against his ribcage, with the tips of his ears tinted rose. Although that he wouldn't admit.

“So, I guess I kind of am,” he agrees in return, as troublesome as ever.

Only the way he says it, so accepting and honest and warm as if its his one truth spilled, sounds like he holds not a single speck of shame for it.

Angelo loves her.

And on not one out of the uncountable, billions of cosmic dust falling from the sky above their heads, would he not wish for skyler dross .

Always. Forever, he knows.

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POSTED ON May 1, 2022 18:13:49 GMT

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"You- w-what?"

Everything stills.

Reality is kept at bay by the warmth of his words, no doubt deliberately casual as he caresses her face with the brush of ocean-blue eyes. His touch so slow and gentle it's akin to worshipful, dancing over her amber-bathed features. Skyler is unfairly caught unaware as her world is violently tilted on its axis, her eyes widening and her breath caught halfway down her throat.

The Figy liquor slips from her fingers to fall into the sands below. She stands up from their embrace, takes a few steps back into the shadowed sands.

Having a harpoon stuck in her shoulder hadn't prompted this kind of shock. Being stuck in crumbling ruins hadn't caught her this off-guard. Flirting with danger had never frozen her quite like this. Even though she'd made countless promises, uttered against his tan skin in moments of duress and peace alike, she'd never really lingered on the why.

She'd tripped into this with tequila on her lips and stars in her eyes, dancing around a campfire utterly carefree. Her fuck you to a world which had just shown itself far more cruel and merciless than she'd thought possible. And he'd been there with her, every stumbling step of the way ever since then.

So it shouldn't really shock her that Angelo mirrored the feelings that brewed in her chest silently, secretly, for months - and which she'd been too much of a coward to face. He knows it too, the bastard, she thinks without any real kind of heat as she catches the glimmer of trouble in his expression.

That he was her husband should've at least given her a clue.

Instead Skyler stumbles again, breathing a lungful of ocean air for courage. As if about to face a mighty foe, Skyler stands her ground and points an accusatory finger at the young man lounging on the rickety wooden steps - looking far too enticing under the moonlight.

"I," Deep breath. "I love you too, you fucking idiot."

It would be almost like she's challenging him to a duel except her voice is a soft ghost of itself, easily caught on a passing breeze. Raw and unguarded.

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POSTED ON May 2, 2022 16:11:09 GMT

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Clumsy, wide-eyed shock is met with a raising of a single brow and lips tilted in a wonky sort of smile. Angelo suddenly thrown somewhere into the realm between bemused and utter disbelief. Off guard.

“I love you?” And he almost has to chuckle, just from the ridiculousness of it all.

In how Skyler Dross, war hardened and lustful for the thrill of danger, trips over herself with all the inelegance and inexperience of a first timer hitting the town, to get away from him.

How she loses her footing in the sand, no confident, proud strides to be found, looking like he'd delivered to her the plot twist of the century.

A beautiful disaster.

Almost.

Instead, Angelo remains silent as his wife thrusts an accusing finger towards his face, chest puffed up as if she's readying herself to provide a heated counter argument against his declaration of love.

There's no tease on his tongue, even if he surely could think of a million at Skyler's expense, and any semblance of sharp smiles or trouble drifts away on an ember speckled breeze.

He had known. But what Angelo couldn't possibly have predicted, was how much the admission, long tiptoed over and expressed only in acts of love and devotion, would see him crumble.

Leaving only softness on his face, exposed and melted beneath the gentleness in Skyler's raw truth.

Beneath him, the boards of the beach house stairs groan in protest, as he gradually shifts his weight to stand.

A long time ago, dancing around a fire much like this one with wishes desperately drowning his heart, he'd lamented about a young woman who burned defiant and free. Too fast for him to keep up.

Now, his fingers weave between her own. Their strides having come together, inching closer and closer since that day until they now run parallel.

“Your fucking idiot, though.” He breathlessly utters against Skyler's lips, smiling and laid bare and free.

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