Frey wrapped her arms around Arvid's neck. They now started having a passionate kiss as they got in the mood now that they are in each other's arms, confirming their romantic relationship.
Arvid pulled Frey towards him. His hands were on her waist, Frey not minding the proximity that they have.
The young immortal felt his body heating up. With them official now, he could not help but want Frey more--compared to when they had moments months ago.
Still, even though Arvid felt that he wanted Frey more, he always put respect first.
When he realized that he couldn't keep his hands off of her, he parted from the kiss, Frey looking straight into his eyes in wonder.
"What's wrong?"
Arvid sighed, then afterward, gave Frey a loving smile as he planted a soft kiss on her lips.
"Nothing. We just started. I have to admit, I had the urge to go further, but you know how much I respect you."
