Ankyra Sound [m] Our Lady of the Underground

Her head lifted as he snuck his temple beneath her jaw, and she allowed it to slide carefully over his brow, folding one ear beneath her chin as he slowly pulled back so that their gaze could meet. In his eyes she thought she saw both understanding and a question. Her heart beat wildly in her chest; in spite of her budding nervousness, she nodded. 

She remained close to him as she pivoted, and could barely convince herself to let him out of her sight- as if he might disappear at the penultimate moment and leave her on the beach alone. She kept him in her peripheral vision as she surrendered to her awakened desires, spurring him onward with a quiet plea.