She danced, and for a second, if she closed her eyes, she'd swear she was dancing with Francesco. But Magnus' hands didn't sit just so, they didn't feel just right. But it was enough. He kissed the top of her head, and she stared at his chest.
He tilted her face towards his, and kissed her. And it very quickly became obvious that they were not going to dance for too much longer. One of her hands gripped his shirt, ensuring he couldn't move too far out of her reach.
Nothing but the man in front of her mattered. And she began to unbutton his shirt, taking a breath as they pulled apart.
He tilted her face towards his, and kissed her. And it very quickly became obvious that they were not going to dance for too much longer. One of her hands gripped his shirt, ensuring he couldn't move too far out of her reach.
Tavern's not rebuilt yet. But...She was breathless, and he stole her breath again with another kiss. She shoved him backwards, both hands splayed across his chest, until they met a wall. The tavern was just bones, but at the moment...
Nothing but the man in front of her mattered. And she began to unbutton his shirt, taking a breath as they pulled apart.
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