"Lyn," Kazuya whispered. Lyn felt his breath tickling her ear, and she shivered. Her cheeks were turning redder and redder by the minute. Kazuya was so close to her that she could smell him. His Cologne, 'he smells good,' Lyn thought. A pleasant smell, she wants to smell more. Unconsciously she got closer and closer to him.
It left her in a haze; he kept whispering her name in her ear, and Lyn knew she was in a complete trance now. Kazuya must have noticed since he lightly drew away, but carefully enter winded a strand of her hair with his fingers.
"Thank you, Lyn, I love you," he murmured. Kazuya broke the distance between them and kissed her lips. There was a sweet feeling before Kazuya pulled away. A huge grin on his face.
Lyn remained frozen; cheeks flushed red.
...
Following morning
