Lost and Found

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

The rebel lair's outer door opens, revealing a black sillouette of a figure.

Mystique pulls two guns, instantly levelling them at the sillouette's chest. "Is he with you?" It's too tall and lean to be James, but she's still pushed the remaining grenade out of her chest and into her lap. Just in case.

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[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

"I didn't ask you to." He stops her with another kiss. "Feel alive, Silver. I want to, once more, before it's all over." A hand slides under the hem of her shirt, fingers moving along the scars on her waist. "And you need to. Because you're going to survive."

[silver-sable.livejournal.com]

"It isn't going to be over. Not like that."

Silver can't stop herself from responding. It has been too long not to yearn for more of his touch. Her hands slide to his waist, backing up against the table.

"You're sure?"

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

He answers by unfastening her belt. He doesn't want to rush this, but there's only so much time before dusk.

[silver-sable.livejournal.com]

In response the table is cleared - quickly - and Silver pulls Roberto down with her onto it.

It has become all about making the most of what time they have.

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

His entire world narrows to one focus. Right here. Right now. There are no lice. There are no vampires.

There is only Silver.