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Kisses for the Warden

The Wraith seemed taken back by the sudden display. As soon as her lips left his teeth he grasped her chin keeping her close.

“It seems my little bird may just be showing affection to her master… about time.”

He sealed the gap with his own finishing what she started as if savoring the taste of hers.

Send 💗 to kiss my muse tenderly without explanation

   Of all the things she had ever anticipated from Douglas, a kiss wasn’t even the very last thing on her mind. But now... well, now she’s frozen in place, mind somehow both screeching to a halt and simultaneously racing to figure out the implications of this behavior. What does she do? Should... Should she kiss back? Should she not? Oh dear, this is really quite nice... It’s getting hard to think!

   The moment Douglas pulls away, she’s just a second behind in following him. Her hand finds hold on the armor around his neck to keep him in place while returning the kiss he gave with one of her own. It’s simple, more like a peck than a deep, sensual smooching, but Solgun doesn’t have much experience with this and in this case- doesn’t dare to proceed any further than that before she releases him.

   She’s beginning to steam, cheeks tinged red against her will as the same hand that kept him in place, flies to the nape of her own neck to knead the tension blooming there. Caution has her stepping back, giving him a bit of space to think in case he needs it ( though, maybe she’s the one who needs it ). She’s nervous, flustered, and unsure if she has done something irreparable... But hey, Douglas did it first!