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Simon Forte (silently) wrote in lost_world,

Simon's smile grew, hearing her words of admission. He leaned into her touch and kept his eyes on hers. He reached out and put his palm on her cheek, rubbing the arch of her cheekbone with his thumb.

"This." the fairy said, pulling himself onto his knees, rolling easily so that they were nose to nose. He could hear her breath, feel it on his skin. Her pulse strong under his hand. Simon slid his fingers around to brace the back of her neck.

"Is going to hurt quite a bit."

His free hand, glowing, sprang forward and plunged deep into Niklas' chest, directly under the collarbone. It went in to his wrist. Simon made sure to keep his eyes on hers as he worked, and kept her upright and still with the hand at her neck.

It was an unlocking. She had secrets within her, and he wanted them exposed. He wanted her to know the whole truth. He wanted her to live life as she was meant to live it, with all of herself. He fit her together like a puzzle, pushing away some things, bringing others forward.

The questions that would come would be many, he knew, but would she be able to see past her anger to ask them? Or perhaps there would be no anger at all, feeling her entirety for the first time. Maybe she would understand. This was one thing on which he could not predict her feelings or actions.

Simon felt the lock click open through all of himself. As if she were in his very veins, his nerves, and he slid his hand free. Carefully, gently, he lowered her into the grass, so that she might recover. He sat back from her, watching. Waiting. Expecting.