From my Heart and From my Hands
“Later,” Percy was barely able to croak through the sudden fog of lust clouding his brain, and then he was lost. He thought he might have dropped the wine glasses, but Vex’ahlia was kissing him and he was kissing her back, drowning in the taste and the smell of her, forest and leather and dark smoky liquor.
Percy believes he doesn’t deserve happiness. Vex believes happiness can’t last. Their first time together, inexplicably, makes them happy.
Aka I think I’m in love :D I think I’m in love D:
Second chapter now up! Thanks to @corancoranthemagicalman