With the efforts to avoid hurting him, Anya didn't realize, she unawarely accepted the new sensations she had never felt or experienced in her first kiss.
Unbeknown, her attention shifted to every little detail. His warmth enveloping around her seized the coldness. His strong arm was around her waist, on her back. His fingers were in her hair and his large palm cupped her head, restricting her movements. His cold breath was fanning over her skin. Her eyes slowly shut when his soft, thin pair of lips moved against hers.
She wasn't experienced, yet she could feel a hint of hesitation slowly easing up. This wasn't how he had kissed her first time but this was inviting and sweet.
The shock waves pulsing through her, his hand gliding down to her neck and his thumb caressing her cheek… She could feel the butterflies going frenzy in her stomach with his actions.
