Twenty minutes ago Luna had been so sure. She had walked into this house with purpose and demands and a sure plan that would remove her from everything she was feeling and replace it with something different.
Is that still what she wanted?
What she wanted was to have never been in that basement, she wanted to have never met Kaden, she wanted to have never fucked things up with Will, she wanted to have never made that deal with Ares, she wanted, wanted, wanted in an endless list that seemed to stretch back only as far as the next item of regret. Luna felt like she was made of nothing but hungry aching want but did it actually have any direction?
βI donβt know what I want,β Luna eventually said, her breathing catching a little at his touch. βTell me what I want.β
βYou want to live,β Merlin said, slowly peeling her panties down her thighs until they dropped to the floor. He paused to lick his lips quickly, feeling a stirring in his own pants. βYou want to let go. You want to be forgiven.β As he spoke, he found her clit and started to stroke it with his middle finger. βWhat happened today, to drive you here? Be truthful.β
Luna shuddered at his touch and pressed her face down into the bed for a moment, wanting to just focus on that feeling and not what he was asking her. When she turned her face to the side, cheek resting on the bed, she pushed herself back against Merlin to feel him a little more. βItβsβ¦ complicated.β