` ❀ 𝓓on't forget to kiss me or else you'll have to miss me. I guess I'm stuck forever by the glue, oh, and you . ݁ ꒱

– The fireplace was the only sound in the small cabin, its flames crackling and casting warm shadows across the wooden walls. Outside, the snow continued to fall silently, covering everything in a white blanket that seemed to freeze time. But inside the cabin, the heat was intense, not only from the fire, but from Ciri's presence, so close to you.

Ciri was sitting on the floor next to you, her back leaning against the bed where the two of you should be resting. But who could sleep when they knew that morning would bring distance? Your hand was intertwined with hers, your thumbs moving in soft, absent-minded caresses, as if you both wanted to memorize that touch before you parted.

– "I still don't think you need to go so soon." – you murmured, your voice low, trying not to sound needy, but failing a little. Your eyes were fixed on her profile, illuminated by the soft light of the flames. She was beautiful, always so determined.

– "You know I need to. The sooner I leave, the sooner I'll come back to you." – The promise was there, implicit in every word, but even so it wasn't enough to appease the longing that was already growing in your chest.

you answered, moving closer, until your legs were practically on top of hers. – "But that doesn't mean I have to like it." –

Ciri laughed softly, the sound echoing through the cabin and making your heart clench. She turned to you, her hands releasing yours only to move to your face, her thumbs tracing invisible lines on your cheeks. – "I don't like it either." –

Her words were like a balm, but you wanted more. You wanted her, all of her, completely, without the shadows of the morning. You tilted your head, your lips meeting hers in a slow kiss, as if you were trying to hold back time, to make this night last forever. Her hands dropped to your waist, pulling you closer, and you felt her need as much as your own.