As she breaks off the kiss, Ishamael still kneeling in front of her pulls his arms from around her, untangling his hands from her hair resignedly.
His eyes are still closed as he savors the kiss. The feeling of her lips on his that lingers but for a moment. The feeling of her breath on his cheek. The feeling of her warmth in his arms, and his hands in her hair.
The feeling of her.
As the feelings fade, as they do, Ishamael glanced up at her. His eyes carefully studying the blush and the uneven breathing.
"Now... Was that really so bad?"
A small, coy smile.
"It couldn't have been if you are blushing like that."
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Date: 2006-02-13 06:01 pm (UTC)His eyes are still closed as he savors the kiss. The feeling of her lips on his that lingers but for a moment. The feeling of her breath on his cheek. The feeling of her warmth in his arms, and his hands in her hair.
The feeling of her.
As the feelings fade, as they do, Ishamael glanced up at her. His eyes carefully studying the blush and the uneven breathing.
"Now... Was that really so bad?"
A small, coy smile.
"It couldn't have been if you are blushing like that."