and oh the heights those flames will r e a c h.

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Being bitten has kindled something inside of her that’s lain dormant. She doesn’t know when it happened, how it took so long to see that this – it isn’t perfect, it isn’t what she wanted, but it’s good. It’s so good, to be free, not to be lonely, and she can feel Derek’s beard scratched against her skin when he kisses her, rough as his hand is gentle on her waist, pushing the door open with her body and falling through.