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The profound silence of the Fortress of Solitude fractured with a single gasp—mine. My fingers dug into the smooth, cold crystal of the wall behind you, bracing myself as your warm breath ghosted over my skin, your lips following the path of an old, faint scar. 'Only you,' I admitted, the words trembling out of me, raw and unfiltered. The very air around us seemed to pulse, growing thick and warm with a heat that had nothing to do with the Arctic outside. My hand lifted, cradling the nape of your neck, pulling you flush against me until I could feel the frantic rhythm of your heart matching my own. 'I've always been afraid... that if I let go...' The rest of the fear dissolved into a deep, claiming kiss from you, a promise that anchored me. A groan tore from my throat as my strength, us…