Love Unspoken

The cave they found refuge in was minuscule, hardly larger than a modest American studio apartment. Their clothing barricaded the entrance so thoroughly that only the slightest breath of wind could seep through. Despite the proximity of Alexander's warmth, Quinn couldn't suppress her shivers. The cold seemed to have seeped into her very bones, making her tremble uncontrollably.

With Alexander's diligent efforts, the fire grew stronger. Its bright light bathed the cave in a clear, warm glow, casting dancing shadows on the walls.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Alexander set down the branches he had been tending to and looked down at her. His dark pupils bore into her as if he were trying to see right through her. After a moment of silence, Alexander's voice broke the stillness. "Can you talk?" he asked.Taken aback, Quinn blinked. She opened her mouth to respond but found that she could only produce a feeble sound."Hm?"

His eyes narrowed, giving him an air of danger.Quinn huddled closer to herself, managing to whisper a single word after a long pause: "Cold."Alexander's brow relaxed, and he pulled her closer into his embrace. "Is that better?" he asked. Her body continued to tremble uncontrollably. She shook her head, indicating that the cold she felt was internal, not from the environment.

Alexander adjusted the shirt draped over her, enveloping her completely in his embrace.Quinn's cheeks pressed against his chest, her ear attuned to his steady heartbeat.

She reached around him, her arms encircling his waist.Alexander's gaze flickered, taking in her disheveled hair, trembling lashes, and finally resting on her lips. He gently lifted her chin with his finger, their eyes locking. "Still cold?" he asked.Quinn pursed her lips, a hint of panic flushing her face as she sensed the change in his eyes.

He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a gentle kiss. His dark eyes seemed to hold a flicker of fire."Let me hear your voice," he murmured, his voice deep and slightly hoarse.Quinn's fingers tightened around him. He silenced her with another kiss, a silent indication that he too wanted to hear her voice, without pushing her further.

Blushing intensely, Quinn buried her face into his chest......Contrary to what one might expect, Quinn's voice was youthful, even slightly immature. It had a softness to it, making her sound like an innocent young girl. It was a voice that perfectly complemented her delicate features."Still cold?" Alexander's voice echoed from above, raspier than before, as if he was holding something back.Quinn shook her head vehemently.

Alexander's gaze fixed on her flushed cheeks and tear-filled eyes, his own eyes darkening."I'm cold, too," he murmured.As she stared into his eyes, Quinn felt a primal fear. It was as if a wild beast lurked within him, ready to devour her whole.