Beatrix placed her hand on his cheek, urging him to look at her "I'm okay" she assured him
"Come here." She said beckoning at Damien.
Damien stepped forward and she pulled his face closer to hers but then paused and raised her brows.
She wanted to kiss him but realized that she hadn't clean her teeth yet. She flushed and opted for his forehead.
Damien tried to lowered his head to kiss her but she pulled away, a faint flush.
"Actually - kissing me right now would probably taste like kissing a toilet. Maybe get me some mouthwash first"
Damien cut him off by putting his finger on her lips, shutting away her words. "I don't mind."
Beatrix stared at him with a questioning look. Then, slowly, he leaned closer to her and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
Beatrix seemed taken aback for a while, but then, she started to kiss him back. Their kiss was so soft and slow.
