Estelle felt his skin brush against her neck, his lips tracing the lines of her face and as he does so, Magnus seemed to be happy with a big smile on his lips.
As the night was cold the air should be as chilly, but now the room became warm but she sought for more warmth, finding it sourcing from Magnus.
Magnus stared at her, admiring the view. He noted everything that he saw; how her cheeks had flushed in the adorable pink color, her red lips glistening like berries, everything was much to his liking. He kissed her again before he lined her eyes with his lips.
Something tickled in her heart. She didn't know if it was her nerves or if it was Magnus's entire presence that had shook her entire being. She feels her own self seduced by the idea of touching more of Magnus's skin.
As if a devil had taken her over, Estelle encircled her arms around Magnus's shoulders. Her lips took a kiss of his lips again, feeling his tongue as it pried her open.
