if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks

[gygaxed]

[ Something like fury courses through him, entangles itself with desire. There's something strange and wild at the crux of where violence and passion meet, when both of them embrace it so openly. The way the fuck is brutal, bloodthirsty, and yet so overflowing with want. He hurts her, but he would never hurt her. The difference is minuscule, but supreme. He will be the only one ever able to hurt her again, and he will do it only as offered at her feet. He thinks she needs this violence, no, he can hear the call for it from deep within. ]

Fuck. [ He groans the word out like a battle cry. ] My love, my life.

[ With every thrust he pushes her deeper down into the dirt, grabs her hair and yanks her head back. His hips collide against her with tremendous force, but despite his commanding presence, each thrust is desperate and needy. Her name spills from his lips on endless repeat, mixing with profanity and praise, words of love and hate forming a grotesque, beautiful soliloquy. His release hits him in a brutal wave, tearing him into pieces as he comes inside her.

This is not to say that he's finished with her, for the moment he pulls out he works two long, treacherous fingers inside her. Eddie's gaze is white hot as he watches her writhe beneath her touch, waiting to for her to fall over the edge and become completely his. ]