"… M-my lady… you…" — He breathed out while their lips lightly touched, trying to gain another trace as what she had confessed grew within, stuffy in delight… as she moved a graceful nose to incite him further.
"… yes…?"
"fh… you should not have told that to me…"
"!?…m~"
As if in a hurry, he whispered, looming over the fresh woman to press his edges against her soft rosy lips, kissing her better, without the fading warmth of a slight graze so their air could mesh in the impatience of an endeared graze. Tight and pure… breathless from the bliss drowning their every notion of others… for solely each other were those that existed at that moment.
"My lady fh… I feared not seeing you again… *smooch* these kisses I could never do without."
