Stubborn. He knew and understood her well. Too well sometimes.
[color=#0074d9]“You know me… I don’t like being a burden,”[/color] independent, but he already knew that. Leaf sighed gently, [color=#0074d9]“but… I want to be here. I don’t want to be running off into the hills anymore when you.. and others can help me.”[/color] It was his face every day that had made her mind a less frightening place, even during the boring and tense meetings. There was a certainty there, clear in her mind that without him, she’d have fled sooner.
The question barely had time to air, and he had made the few strides towards her. Aoife straightened, unsure until the gentle action of drawing back the lock of hair had her eyes close briefly, opening again to find his smile. Her own naturally mirrored, following his lead, leaning in to meet his lips with her own. Leaf’s arms uncoiled from their tense grip around her waist as the kiss deepened between them.
Eventually growing lightheaded, Leaf gently pulled away a few inches, lips still hovering over his as she caught her breath. [color=#0074d9]“...I’m sorry I made you worry, my Prince.”[/color] Lips twitched, trying to restrain the grin fighting to split her face in two. [color=#0074d9]“...or is ‘my dearest one’, also too formal?”[/color]
[color=#0074d9]“You know me… I don’t like being a burden,”[/color] independent, but he already knew that. Leaf sighed gently, [color=#0074d9]“but… I want to be here. I don’t want to be running off into the hills anymore when you.. and others can help me.”[/color] It was his face every day that had made her mind a less frightening place, even during the boring and tense meetings. There was a certainty there, clear in her mind that without him, she’d have fled sooner.
The question barely had time to air, and he had made the few strides towards her. Aoife straightened, unsure until the gentle action of drawing back the lock of hair had her eyes close briefly, opening again to find his smile. Her own naturally mirrored, following his lead, leaning in to meet his lips with her own. Leaf’s arms uncoiled from their tense grip around her waist as the kiss deepened between them.
Eventually growing lightheaded, Leaf gently pulled away a few inches, lips still hovering over his as she caught her breath. [color=#0074d9]“...I’m sorry I made you worry, my Prince.”[/color] Lips twitched, trying to restrain the grin fighting to split her face in two. [color=#0074d9]“...or is ‘my dearest one’, also too formal?”[/color]
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