sassenach4life:

“I want—” He stopped and swallowed, still holding my hand. His fingers found and touched the silver ring once more. “I want verra much to kiss you,” he said softly. “May I do that?” 

The tears were barely dammed. Two more welled up and overflowed; I felt them, full and round, roll down my cheeks.

“Yes,” I whispered. 

He drew me slowly close to him, holding our linked hands just under his breast. 

“I havena done this for a verra long time,” he said. I saw the hope and the fear dark in the blue of his eyes. I took the gift and gave it back to him. 

“Neither have I,” I said softly. 

His hands cupped my face with exquisite gentleness, and he set his mouth on mine.   ~ Voyager