There was always something about her eyes that he loved... that drew him in and didn't let go. His glare had softened considerably, and to anyone passing by they just looked like two lovers sharing a soft moment, and perhaps for the first time, they were.
He reached a hand up, letting his fingers trace along her face, feeling the soft skin. Following his instincts, he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers in a soft, lingering kiss.
He didn't want to break it, but did so anyway after a few momnts, whispering in response "So am I... "
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Date: 2005-10-29 10:29 pm (UTC)He reached a hand up, letting his fingers trace along her face, feeling the soft skin. Following his instincts, he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers in a soft, lingering kiss.
He didn't want to break it, but did so anyway after a few momnts, whispering in response "So am I... "