Tarah kissed Ezekiel's lips, her movements slow and tender as she murmured, "I miss you..." Ezekiel couldn't help but groan softly as she shifted, hovering on top of him. Her absence throughout the entire day had left her longing for him, and Ezekiel found himself unable to sneak away as he usually would, given that it was his coronation day.
"Tarah," Ezekiel huskily murmured as she began peppering his jaw with kisses, trailing down to his neck. Once again, Tarah's inhibitions vanished, consumed by her desire to be intimately close to him in their final days together. She wanted to give him everything she could.
