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“Aqua,” he murmurs, his breath curling around her ear makes her fingers dig into his scalp.
“Open your eyes, Aqua,” he says, and she shakes her head. His fingers slow inside her, and she whimpers, already feeling the edge fading away.
“Terra,” she gasps in frustration, her hands tightening in his hair again, and he buries a groan into her shoulder blade.
“Open your eyes,” he says again, louder, his lips brushing the side of her neck. “I want you to see yourself like this.”
His thumb swipes over her nipple again as the fingers of his other hand drag slowly across her folds. She shakes her head, and Terra hums, drawing one finger up to her clit. He presses down but makes no other movement, her pleasure pausing at his whim.
“You should see how beautiful you are right now,” he says lowly, and her thighs tremble.
“I…I can’t,” she manages, only to whimper as his finger leaves her clit in disapproval.
“Why not?”
Aqua grasps blindly for his fingers, tries to lead them back to where she’s burning for him, but he twists his hand out of the way and instead pins her seeking hand to the vanity.
“Answer me, Aqua. Why won’t you open your eyes?”
“I’m…afraid of her,” she finally admits, and tears suddenly spring to her eyes. “I’m afraid she’ll be waiting for me like she was in the darkness, waiting to pull me into another nightmare, another fight. The things she said were so cruel, but they were true. I don’t want to see her because…deep down, I know she’s me.”
Terra turns her face to finally give her the desperate kiss she’s been craving, and she feels the peak rush that much closer.
“You’re not her,” Terra tells her firmly, his hand coming back to her entrance and sliding two fingers inside, “You’re home, you’re real. And I’m right here. I love you, and I’m going to take care of you. But I want you to see how alive you are right now.”
His fingers thrust deeper and he brings his other hand down to firmly and quickly rub at her clit. She’s getting closer, sparks building behind her closed eyelids. She lets her head fall back against Terra, and he dips his mouth down to her ear. He whispers encouragements and promises to catch her, to protect her, to love her.
“I’m with you,” he says, and she opens her eyes.
And it’s not the specter that has been haunting her dreams, it’s not the her with dead eyes and sickly skin. The Aqua that she sees in the mirror is glowing, a blush spread from her cheeks down to her breasts, skin glistening from sweat, body taut and stretched as she desperately holds on to the man behind her. Terra’s beautiful, beautiful starlight eyes are trained on her, the tenderest of smiles gracing his lips.
“There you are.”
His fingers curl inside her in just the right way, his other hand working her clit in rapid, rapid circles and she snaps, rising up on her tiptoes as she comes hard, her voice almost a sob as he takes her through it. She lets go of his hair and pitches forward, bracing one hand on the vanity, the other against the cool, solid glass of the mirror. She looks up once again at their reflection. Terra’s too busy scattering kisses across the back of her neck to notice, but Aqua sees there’s a light in her own eyes that the Realm could never replicate.