Lips parted, she cups his cheek and rests her forehead against his.
"Fuck..." she mutters, panting.
No other words leave her, though. She can't collect thoughts.
Their kiss is something different than it once was, it feels different and devours her entirely.
Melting into his touch, Adelyne quickly finds herself lost completely. The world disappears, everything stills — or so it feels like it when his >
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Amber hues lid halfway to take her in, every feature up close as if to check it she has changed in the time she was gone. He does remember thinking that she was good looking the first time Aiden had laid eyes on her, yet somehow she's even prettier than he remembers, odd.
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tongue slips inside of her mouth.
She moves her hands up his back, then his shoulders and up his neck. Her touch is rough, fingers gained new scars are less soft than she'd have them before.
If it wasn't for air, she wouldn't pull away, but she has to.
Finally, she calmed down and took it all in; his scent, his warmth and the way he embraced her. Her eyes closed, a shaky sigh left her.
"Let's sit down and maybe make me some tea, yeah?" She murmured, looking up to him. "Think I need it."
In truth, she had nothing >
"Breathe." He repeated, patting her on the back.
She was worked up, he'd need to get her calmed down before they could make forward progress.
Calming.
That puzzled Jorrah as he continued stroking Adelyne's scarlet hair.
"Its alright." He offered awkwardly.