Kell did not deter her or seem to take her initial hesitation poorly. The scent of lilacs washed over her as he gripped her hair, the motion coaxing a sound out of her that she truly hadn't meant to allow. It was a sound of appreciation, of want, his touch warming her so quickly. The tips of her ears turned a deep red, hidden in much of her hair. Too much, too fast--
But she wanted it. Wanted him. Did not care how fast this was moving.
She opened her mouth for him, tongue touching his, her hand finding the back of his head and threading into the ends of his red hair. Neria pressed closer, craving his warmth.
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Kell did not deter her or seem to take her initial hesitation poorly. The scent of lilacs washed over her as he gripped her hair, the motion coaxing a sound out of her that she truly hadn't meant to allow. It was a sound of appreciation, of want, his touch warming her so quickly. The tips of her ears turned a deep red, hidden in much of her hair. Too much, too fast--
But she wanted it. Wanted him. Did not care how fast this was moving.
She opened her mouth for him, tongue touching his, her hand finding the back of his head and threading into the ends of his red hair. Neria pressed closer, craving his warmth.