Emberflame Ridge I sold my soul for this?

There’s only a moment more of the weird expression before it changes to shock and Ukko finds himself more confused with more questions that she’s not answering. When he comes to a stop, she makes a more forward, but it’s awkward and misplaced and before he knows it, her nose is in his neck. He becomes stiff, a few seconds passing that he doesn’t know what to do with. Will she attack him? Will he let her?

His jaw tightens and when she remains, he begins to ease up. It takes longer than it should and slowly he curls his neck around her, holding her close, and trying to keep her near when she begins to pull away. He hadn’t gotten a chance to absorb the entire embrace and now he’s losing it while she slowly backs up and he lazily brings his gaze up to her. 

“Tavi,” he murmurs and puts a step forward to close the distance she’d put between them to pull her close once more.