Alone (Adara and Emilian)

[Adara Snow]

Adara moved swiftly but gracefully through a quiet hall just off a crowded corridor, her head down, a small stack of books clutched to her chest. She couldn't seem to bring herself back to the lake, no matter how beautiful it was, and she had taken to making quick trips between destinations, hoping to avoid another painful scene.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian was walking down the corridors and saw a familiar figure in front of him. He grinned and sped up just a little bit, enough to where he caught up with her fairly quickly. "Adara," he said, bowing his head to her. His nose was practically back to normal and that horrible boil was nearly gone, though there was still a slight burning that would come up every now and again.

[Adara Snow]

Adara stopped in her tracks, looking up at Emilian like a frightened rabbit from beneath thick, black lashes. "Emilian," she replied, unable to stop herself from greeting him. She should leave, she told herself that over and over, but her feet wouldn't move anymore. She'd been thinking about him, and she prayed that it didn't show in her eyes. Her journal burned against her chest, silently screaming all the things she'd written about him, the story that she hadn't ended, but only altered.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian brushed a hand along her jawline, "That was very brave, what you did during that fight," he said truthfully. She had been more brave than he would ever had guessed from the few times he had spoken to her.

[Adara Snow]

Adara looked away from Emilian, the subtle shift of her face meant to free her from his touch, but only making her feel naked as she exposed the line of her throat. "I only did what was right," she breathed. She had stopped one boy from committing a great sin, and had given another a chance to repent. She only prayed that she had been right.

[Emilian Sota]

"It adds to the wonder that is you." Emilian tried to ignore the anger that boiled up suddenly from her turning away from him. He focused it in on letting his eyes wander over the smooth skin of her neck. "I thought you very," his gaze wandered up to her cheekbones, "Attractive."

[Adara Snow]

Wonder. Adara felt weak just hearing his voice, the temptation of his words. She risked a glance at Emilian and could not look away. He was beautiful, in a way. Sadistic. Her curiosity had become a sin, she was sure of it. Adara's lip found its way between her teeth, an uncontrollable gesture. She couldn't move for wanting things that she wouldn't speak even if she knew the words.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian used his thumb to pull her lip from her teeth, "Tsk, tsk, that's not a good thing to do." At the same time he moved slightly closer to her, his breath moved little flyaway hairs. He let his fingers trail along her jawbone and under her chin.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's lips parted in a soft sigh, and her skin shivered where Emilian touched her. "I try not to," she murmured, the words a breathless plea. Her mind was beginning to section off, attempting to hide uncomfortable thoughts and focusing on the obvious. One moment of weakness, and she found her teeth against her lip once more. "I can't stop..."

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian turned her chin up, "I can stop that," he said as he brought his lips down to hers. The kiss was soft, slow, not like the ones he had put on some of the other girls. He put his hand on the back of her head, running his fingers into her hair.

[Adara Snow]

Adara was already so tense, so lost in confusion, that she made no move to pull away. She didn't know what to do, and soon there was nothing to do but follow his lead, letting the world whirl around her. She didn't hear the thud and slide of her books hitting the floor through the beat of her heart.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against him, slowly deepening the kiss. He had waited long enough for this, and while they were in the corridor he didn't plan on doing anything too fast to make her cause a scene.

[Adara Snow]

Adara laid one hand delicately against Emilian's chest, part of her marveling at the feel of him. She began to forget things, the way she always seemed to when he was near, and it became easier to anticipate the motions of the kiss, to counter and complement them. She found herself smoothing her palms against his face, then spearing tentatively into his hair, unconsciously bringing her body more firmly against him. She had no experiences that compared to this, nothing to tell her that what she was doing was wrong, or dangerous.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian's arm tightened around her as he intensified the kiss. It turned from slow and soft to somewhat faster and deeper. His mind faintly remembered something about anticipation increasing the feeling of the action, but he had never exactly had to wait so long as he had. The hand in her hair dropped slightly, wrapping gently around the back of her neck, his fingers moving lightly over her skin.

[Adara Snow]

Adara shivered, the feel of his hand sending a shock down her spine. She was lost to thought, and as the kiss deepened she followed, a soft unconscious sound of pleasure slipping from her throat. She let him lead her, but could not stand unmoving when she felt like melting at his feet. One arm twined around the back of his neck, her hand settling lightly on his shoulder, as the other hand sifted through his hair.