mending

Blessed are the powers that grant me magic.I promise to use their gift well.To help mend my world.To help mend all worlds.And should I forget to mend,Should I refuse to mend,Still I will rememberTo do no harm.

Never sever ties with a family member you once loved. Each of you might be on different spiritual paths, but both trails are leading you home.

Broken hearts don't need medical treatment, they need a lover to mend them.

But if ever I try to mend, some other bodies would instantly break, would instantly be fragments.

When they were only a foot apart, both nude, she swayed toward him. He tugged her close, feeling her shock as heated skin met hot skin. God, he wanted her. His need was something he couldn't hide. Lord was she beautiful. Long, lean, muscled, but gently rounded everywhere."Are you--"Her mouth latched onto his, silencing him as she began to explore his body.Yeah, he;d have to say...she was sure.

She grinned. Lifted herself up on her elbow so she could look down at him, and said, "Now that you've recovered, ready to go again?

He'd never met anyone quite like her.Then he couldn't think as her hand slid down his back to his buttocks and squeezed. Her toes slowly climbed his calves, and he realized she hadn't just enjoyed the first time around. She had learned. As she slid her hand between them to find him, his eyes crossed."Christ", he whispered as her fingers closed around him, her body sliding lower and lower.She'd learned a hell of a lot.

Add boyish, slim as a board, pancake. It's okay, I've heard it all."He raised his head and said mildly, "I wasn't thinking in terms of your chest size.""Good thing as I don't have one." She smirked and popped a big chunk of potato into her mouth. "The nice thing is I can run without those things flying in my face, too." And damn if she didn't make a comical face that had him shouting with laughter.

You look_ he shook his head looking her up and down, __ou look delicious. If I don__ get you out of here, I__ going to devour you like it__ my birthday, and you__e my cake.

This drama had become her mess to deal with, and she had no idea where to even begin trying to mend all of the broken pieces back together. If mending them was even possible.