Thinking, Writing (open)

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian stared into her eyes and saw that she was being honest and then he couldn't hold back any longer. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to him and giving her one long kiss. Now that he knew he was finally going to get what he had wanted for so long, he almost didn't know what to do. "I promise," he said softly when he pulled his lips from hers.

[Adara Snow]

Adara melted inside at those simple words and the meaning behind them, sure that she had made the right decision. She was still afraid, but the swelling of her heart overpowered the last of her reservations. This would mean something to Emilian, even if he could not recognize it. The world shone for him in Adara's eyes. She had decided weeks ago, but had needed only this promise. Adara brought her hands up, framing Emilian's face as she pulled him close to kiss her again, returning his promise in a way he might understand.

[Emilian Sota]

The kiss he gave her was slightly different than the ones he had given in the past. In the past they had mostly been trying to make her forget herself enough to let him go just a little farther, and now that he knew he would be allowed what he wanted he was able to focus and slow down just a fraction. Just a fraction, but it was just enough to be noticeable.

[Adara Snow]

This was the difference she'd needed. It had always been too much, too fast before, leaving her breathless, but confused. Adara savored this kiss, letting herself focus on every subtle motion. She took the lead now and then, showing him what pleased her when she discovered it, trusting that he would do the same. She let her mind simmer, knowing that there was no decision left to be made as her arms twined around the back of Emilian's neck, drawing him against her.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian kept his arms loosely around her, though they still kept her pressed to him, letting himself fully enjoy the kiss. In the back of his mind he knew he'd have to bring her up to the castle, most likely the Room of Requirement, but for the moment he was content. Every so often he'd let his fingers slip under the hem of her shirt, he wasn't able to stop himself, but he never ventured far, still fearful that she may just retract her offer.

[Adara Snow]

She didn't need to worry anymore, Adara reminded herself. She had said yes, and there was no reason to stop him before they lost control. The excitement was still there, but without the fear this time, and Adara began to anticipate the next light touch of his fingers rather than shying away. She took Emilian's sudden show of patience as a chance to resume her achingly slow explorations, her fingers sweeping through his hair and against the back of his neck as they kissed.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian let one hand venture under her shirt, feeling the smooth skin of her back, as his other spread across her upper back. He gave one last intense push into the kiss before kissing down her jawline, his lips lightly brushing her skin. He would be gentle, he would go slow, and it felt as though he were tying to prove it through how he touched and kissed her at that moment.

[Adara Snow]

Everything was entirely different this time; there was no need to say no, and so Adara let go of thought, absorbing everything Emilian had to give. She could feel the difference in his touch as well, that there was something more than a desperation for the end result. Her hands settled against the back of his head and neck, encouraging, her mind free to let her body enjoy.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian let his hand drop, bringing them both back up along her sides, his fingers and palms spreading over the skin. Though he let his hands wander, let his lips and tongue roam hungrily over her neck, he refused to let his lust take over. He was determined to not break his promise, perhaps for the reason Michael had said; you don't have to be horrible, but he screwed his eyes shut, no, that wasn't why. He just didn't want to do something to make her run from him, not because he liked her for anything other than the physical, but because he didn't want to only have her once. Yes, yes, that was the reason.

[Adara Snow]

Adara was quickly becoming addicted to the feel of Emilian's hands and mouth, the leashed energy she could sense simmering beneath his skin. All at once, she could no longer remain passive, curiosity compelling her hands to move. She recalled the sight of him, his strangely cool skin somehow burning against her palms, and his admonition to look and touch as she wished. Her hands sought the hem of his shirt, pushing it up to smooth her hands against him, her pulse jumping at the combination of sensations whirling through her.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian sighed heavily when he felt Adara's hands on his bare skin and he could feel his blood rushing through his veins, could hear his heart in his ears. He paused momentarily on her neck, forgetting the kisses for just a moment as he focused on her hands. But he only paused for a second before continuing. He was beginning to think of what would happen in the very near future, and the thought started a dull burning in the pit of his stomach.

[Adara Snow]

For all the slow build-up, this seemed more, and Adara wanted desperately to go on, but the sounds of the school tried to intrude, and she recalled vaguely where they were. "How...close are we?" she managed, the words breathless. She had said yes, but she was rather hoping they could go someplace more private. It was difficult enough sharing herself with Emilian, let alone whoever happened by.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian looked at her and her words brought a smile to his face, "We've still got a ways to go," he said softly, practically breathing the words, "Do you want to go up to the castle?" He hadn't removed his hands from her sides, though they weren't roaming like they had been before she spoke.

[Adara Snow]

Adara had to work to focus on Emilian, her eyes still hazy as she nodded. She returned Emilian's smile, then blushed as she realized where their hands were. She couldn't help a small chuckle, then the bite of her lip between her teeth. A month ago, she had never known this existed. A week ago, she had believed herself incapable, and today...she was sure that the feeling in the pit of her stomach was anticipation.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian pressed his lips to hers again before pulling away from her and reaching for her bag, the action almost unconscious. He reached out a hand to her so that he could lead her to the Room of Requirement. As he did so he let his eyes wander over her, the sight bringing a smile to his face.

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