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[ne_messiya]

Spasiba. Thank you. Drew it myself.

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[ne_messiya]

[Piotr released a small hum of appreciation, taking in a deep breath once their lips had parted again, his eyes still closed. They fluttered open as they landed on her face, and he took a moment to study her. He wanted much more, but was patient enough to be able to wait for later. There would be a later, if he had any say.

He had no need to hear those words back from her, that wasn't why he'd said it. He wasn't fishing for anything, he just wanted her to know. She would get there or she wouldn't, and Piotr had no intention of pressuring that out of her. It would come if it was meant to. In the meantime he only wanted her to know. He gave her a small nod, his hand still covering hers. He wasn't ready to let go quite yet. It was all he could get in before she was kissing him again and letting her mind brush with his. He felt the increasingly familiar influx of her thoughts and feelings, a small gasp escaping him. It was always a little overwhelming, but this time he knew exactly what she was sharing with him. He wouldn't have to wait, and it didn't matter to him if she ever really said it. This was all he'd ever need.] lyubov, Emma, it is okay. [His eyes were a little red around the rims and a little more moist than usual.] I will never want you to go faster than you are ready. I am happy.