She's still flustered AF from the last one, but if Farrada would definitely like another kiss from Mahanon if he's willing.
Well, it looks like she won’t be recovering any time soon! Sorry not sorry :P
“Farrada!” Mahanon exclaimed with a smile. “It’s lovely tosee you again. You’ve changed.”
She blushed prettily, her pink cheeks matching her hair in amost fetching manner. Her hands kept picking at her clothing, a clearly nervoushabit Mahanon found adorable.
“I hope it’s not for the worse,” she offered shyly.
“Absolutely not!” he denied hastily. He moved closer and tookon of her hands, bringing it swiftly to his lips for a quick kiss. “Ifanything, you look more beautiful than I remember.”
She gasped and Mahanon felt a slight tremble in her body ashe pulled her closer. They were almost eye-to-eye, her face just a littlehigher than his, but it did not matter one bit.
“If I may,” he breathed against her mouth and when she didn’tprotest, he closed the gap.
Farrada tasted sweet like a lilac nectar on a spring day,soft like the breeze, and pliant, and so very shy of his touch. He moved theirlips together, slanting them gently to not startle her away. When he gently nippedat her bottom lip, she shuddered and opened her mouth wider, letting himexplore further.
They were finally kissing in earnest, her hands tightlygrasping at his shoulders for balance while his own fingers slowly explored thelength of her back. She was shaped like a dream, curves in all the right places,and soft but firm at the same time. He backed them against the wall, slightlysurprised that he didn’t notice they were even moving. It was easier this wayto press against her, to grind ever so slightly and let her know just how muchhe enjoyed their physical contact.
As all good things must come to an end, Mahanon decided itwas time to let go of this beautiful young woman and go on his way. His mouthslowed, his hands stilled and he gently pulled away from Farrada. It was sweet,but she actually followed his mouth for the briefest of moments, unwilling topart from him just yet. He looked up at her, at her dazed eyes and flushed face,and reached up to tuck away a stray strand.
“This was lovely, but I must go now,” he told her. “Untilnext time, beautiful Farrada.”
