Azriel let Ashdeer lead her to his bed wordlessly. Her heart was thumping in her chest, but the ache she felt inside needed to be assuaged. She needed to feel something, to hold onto something and feel like she mattered in this world.
Ashdeer turned to face her as he asked, "Are you very sure Azriel, because once we start I'm not sure, I will be able to stop."
In answer she reached upto him and kissed him on his lips. He sighed and pulled her close, feeling her back and running his hands through her hair. He bent down to kiss her and his hands found the simple drawstring around her robe. He gently pulled at it, to loosen the robe, and pulled it off her shoulder, revealing bare skin. He bent his head and began to kiss a fiery trail of kisses from her collarbone to her shoulder. It was a gentle and unhurried exploration.
