There was nothing left to be said after that quiet Oui. Instead, his kiss spoke volumes. It held all the passion, all the potential, and all the promise of what would be between them in the future. She would not forget it while away with her studies. Indeed, she would dream of it as she dreamt of him.
Lower down, his fingers still stroked, exciting her and letting her feel that heat flood her body, yet never breaching her. She was slick with her arousal, and he didn't stop when her continued moans vibrated in his own mouth. He felt her tremble and knew he had brought her to that precipice. Pulling back, Azazeal softly kissed Jocelyn's forehead, as he had so many times when she was little.
"The storm has passed." Indeed, the rain around them had stopped, and it was all quiet in the garden. "You should get back inside before anyone misses you. I will see you when I come visit, Joie-lyn." Another soft, chaste kiss. His farewell. Then he turned, smiling back at her. "Don't forget to dream."
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Date: 2009-09-20 12:12 am (UTC)Lower down, his fingers still stroked, exciting her and letting her feel that heat flood her body, yet never breaching her. She was slick with her arousal, and he didn't stop when her continued moans vibrated in his own mouth. He felt her tremble and knew he had brought her to that precipice. Pulling back, Azazeal softly kissed Jocelyn's forehead, as he had so many times when she was little.
"The storm has passed." Indeed, the rain around them had stopped, and it was all quiet in the garden. "You should get back inside before anyone misses you. I will see you when I come visit, Joie-lyn." Another soft, chaste kiss. His farewell. Then he turned, smiling back at her. "Don't forget to dream."