Precious Things

"Nathaniel shakes his head as he meets her eyes, the corners of his mouth tugging down into a frown that feels second nature to him. Each breath that leaves her, he breathes in. Every breath that she takes is heavy with him. 'I loved you,' he repeats. His grip loosens." - Nathaniel Howe and F!Cousland come to blows over transgressions not forgotten. Rated M for graphic smut.