“You will be naked,” he murmurs, his words fluttering her lashes shut, “and clean and bloodless again.”
If only, she thinks. If only.
Low and graveled against her ear: “And mine.”
On her temple, his dipped mouth feels like deliverance. Like green kisses practiced on a familiar mouth and shared giggles amongst the rolling grass. Like his body above her and below her and with her in spirit.
Then it is gone, and all goes quiet again.
Emptily, the cherubs smile.
Lucrezia shudders. “I want it,” she breathes, shallow, “more than anything.”
Source: trinity forsaken, by eats_books – The Borgias (Showtime TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Adult, incest. This continues the last scene of the show in a gorgeous, intensely enthralling way.