Jocelyn stood there neither fearful nor apprehensive for what happened. At first she felt the overwhelming rush of pride and a sense of accomplishment. But Azazeal's proximity to her, his hands holding her to him still firmly, his eyes looking into hers, also beaming with pride, made her feel a certain thrill in the pit of her stomach. There was that sensation again!
His words were gentle and reassuring, but it was his kiss upon her forehead that made her shiver at last. He had done it a thousand times before, ever since she was a baby, but now there was something else behind it. Unconsicously she reached up with her fingertips and touched his throat and along his jawline, not fully understanding what was going on between them or inside of herself. "Merci," she said softly. She hears the rain outside still falling and smiled up at him. "I think I am going to miss the sound of the rain. It barely rains on the Fortunate Island, you know," she said matter-of-factly. Her expression turned seious once more, "Youre leaving soon, aren't you?"
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Date: 2009-05-19 02:50 am (UTC)His words were gentle and reassuring, but it was his kiss upon her forehead that made her shiver at last. He had done it a thousand times before, ever since she was a baby, but now there was something else behind it. Unconsicously she reached up with her fingertips and touched his throat and along his jawline, not fully understanding what was going on between them or inside of herself. "Merci," she said softly. She hears the rain outside still falling and smiled up at him. "I think I am going to miss the sound of the rain. It barely rains on the Fortunate Island, you know," she said matter-of-factly. Her expression turned seious once more, "Youre leaving soon, aren't you?"