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Re: Innocent DB/Hadvar - "Useless" 3c/?

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Unsure of what? Abigail tried to assess as her mind grew foggy with want, as Hadvar placed a third kiss, this time on a pulse point on her wrist. How did he do what, indeed? How did he hold her in thrall, with a simple kiss to the hand? 
"Hadvar..." Abigail urged quietly. 
His gaze shifted from her hands, to look down at her. There was no smile or cheekiness now in them, only longing, and they both closed the gap between them, each taking a step forward. Hadvar rested his cheek against hers, closing his eyes. 
"Abi," he breathed, caressing her back as he settled his hands in the small, holding her close. 
"How you set me on fire," Abigail whispered, nuzzling him and then easing back, answering his earlier question, moving a much warmer hand to his cheek, to caress the stubble growing there and trail the contours of his face. He kissed her thumb as it flicked over his bottom lip and Abigail bit her lip, in anticipation of tasting him again, after all this time. How long had it been? Months? A year? Her free hand came to rest again at the back of his neck and she twined her fingers into the thick brown locks. 
He cleared his throat a little, before speaking. "I set you on fire?" his voice was still thick, and somewhat amazed, and he cleared his throat again. 
"Mm hmm," Abigail nodded, shifting her weight slightly to bring their bodies even closer. She heard Hadvar stifle his groan this time, and Abigail wondered, incredulously, what he was waiting for? Was he playing with her? Enjoying the anticipation, as much as detesting it, she shifted her head to the side on his neck and softly kissed it. She felt him throb against her body and she smiled, trailing her lips along his neck to his ear. Kissing the point directly below his ear, she lingered, sucking and breathing in the smell and taste of him. Hadvar made another noise, like he wanted to speak again, but said nothing Abi could interpret, trailing his hands back to her hips and taking hold of them firmly. His urgency was building and Abigail kissed back along his cheekbone and down, to finally meet his lips for a brief, hot kiss that pulled the breath from her lungs and made her see stars. She pulled back for a moment, to meet his gaze and catch her breath, before he leaned in for more. The kiss was deep, but soft, conveying a passion, and a caring, that they'd both neither had the time nor control to convey since they'd first begun their relationship, if it could be called that. Hadvar's hands wrapped around her again, protectively, almost, and Abigail held his head to hers, the hair at his neck still entwined, as her other hand found its way under his shirt, to caress the bare skin of his back. 
He made another incomprehensible mumbling sound and withdrew from the kiss, leaving Abigail's lips swollen and thirsty for more. 
"But you're cold," he mumbled, hugging her closer. From his embrace Abigail kissed his neck again, nipping softly at the beloved spot she had been kissing before, then whispering into his ear, "I'm burning. Can't you feel it?" One of her hands trailed down his side, then inwards, to brush the fabric straining over his erection. 
This pulled a deep groan from Hadvar and he leaned into Abigail again, his momentum sending them into the wall of the tavern. Frozen stones met Abigail's back before Hadvar's hands found her backside and lifted her up, pressing against her and crashing his lips forward, and up, now, to meet hers hungrily. The kiss was hard and urgent, and everything they'd always been. 
"Wait," he managed through the kiss. He released her lips, pulling her away from the wall and setting her back down onto her feet, putting a small distance between them, though his eyes bore down on her as though it was taking all his might to keep from continuing. "Not like this. Not tonight," his eyes shone with hunger, but there was more than simple lust there, too. Abigail reached for him and he took her hand. "We cannot stay here. You will freeze."
Abigail twined her fingers in his. "We can do much better than the alleyway aside Candlehearth Hall, too," she lead them away, away from the main gates.