“I never knew my father” she murmured back once the kiss had ended and things like breathing became a concern again, matter-of-factly; as a protest it was about as random as it was feeble, but the point sort-of-stood, because it was true of both Enfys and Merlin and so maybe the gap wasn't quite as huge as they'd been postulating. Maybe all this talk of them as separate entities was indeed bunkum, and maybe the Lady should just stop protesting; wasn't this just what she'd always wanted, when it came down to it?
“And this body wants what I want...” Kisses, small and hot, from soft lips where they should have been rougher and older, peppered Nathan's neck and jaw between words, Enfys closing the gap between them again, pulling herself into his lap, folding her legs back under his.
so what this really comes down to, most and best beloved, is you choosing this life” - she stopped short of actually saying 'choosing Jim', though the implication was inescapable - “over us.” And the ghosting of lips over skin and the gentle exploratory touches stopped dead, waiting for him to respond to that.