Zavian stood in the middle of the room as what he had just done played in front of his eyes.
He finally gave into this lust. He had yearned for her, painstakingly.
He had tried to control himself all this while, but the moment she stared into his eyes, like she was staring right at his broken soul, he lost it.
Zavian did not know how much he had missed her touch until that moment. Her lips tasted the same, her body, her touch...
He couldn't hold back. He couldn't stop.
If she had not stopped him, he wasn't sure he would be able to hold back.
Zavian brushed his hand through his hair as he picked up his coat and walked out of the room.
...
Neera forgot that she had to meet with Axel that evening, she basically had nothing to do, so she slept off. When she woke up, she realized it was already dark.
"Goodness!"
