Duskfire Glacier [m] one human, one Made,

Fade on your post?

Her laugh fell on his ears like a feather, a light tickle but still soft and pleasant. Hawk-eyes widened just an inch, in awe, he was taken aback by the delicacy that she was. Rye could no longer say with confidence it was merely a dance of lust, no longer did his actions echo heat driven need. It developed into respect, dare he think admiration but perhaps he was getting ahead of himself. For the moment, he listened to her body. The way she looked at him, there was some hesitance within her pearls but the hotah was patient, he would wait for as long as she needed. Imaq didn't keep him waiting long, her request was met with a heartfelt smile. One that showed he was more than happy to give her a kiss. 
"Always." He whispered, his lips already gently pressed against hers. The distance wasn't much to close but once their lips melded together, sparks lit up his core like a wheat fire. His breathing hitched slightly but he melted into the kiss eventually, forgetting why he were there in the first place. None of it mattered anymore, only her requests and needs did.