Delita's own chest was pounding. He knew that Ashelia had experience in this kissing department while he had none. It caused an apprehension stronger than he had felt before. The irony was lost on him that where no living man had ever intimidated him, this one living man's intimidation had crossed beyond the grave.
Despite the nervousness, he was determined to feel the softness of the lips that were presented to himself as he held his breath and finished the connection. As they touched, his cheeks grew crimson at the intimacy experienced. It was unimaginable to him, the joy, the closeness, the connection that he felt by this simple act. No longer was he concerned of being compared to Lord Nabradia, as he had enjoyed her touch to much to worry anymore.
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Date: 2011-08-13 07:15 pm (UTC)Despite the nervousness, he was determined to feel the softness of the lips that were presented to himself as he held his breath and finished the connection. As they touched, his cheeks grew crimson at the intimacy experienced. It was unimaginable to him, the joy, the closeness, the connection that he felt by this simple act. No longer was he concerned of being compared to Lord Nabradia, as he had enjoyed her touch to much to worry anymore.