Together II

Caitlin lifted her emerald gaze to the disturbing intensity of Zendedari's black eyes. He was so close that she could feel the heat of his skin reaching out to her. His fingertips brushed the curve of her cheek, her mouth. His need of her was as elemental as the storm itself. 

It burned in him like the hot sizzle of electricity, like the slowly spreading heat of molten lava. "Need me, Caitlin." His voice ached with it. "Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much."

Her eyelashes swept down, raindrops glistening on the ends of the feathery crescents. "You don't know what you're asking of me."

His hands framed her face, thumbs brushing her frantic pulse. Each light caress sent flames dancing through her body. Her gaze once more reluctantly found his, her eyes filled with a kind of hopelessness.