Abort Mission - Samthesniper
His heart throbbed as he heard her soft almost inaudible gasp, taking a chance he knows he will regret sooner or later he softly pressed his soft full lips to the Spies. Letting the hand that cupped her cheek slide down to cup her neck, using his other hand to snake around her lower back, pulling her closer to him. The kiss was sweet but being as he hadn’t had much experience yet he was sure he was doing something wrong. Pulling away but only far enough so he could take a breath. “S…sorry I…Ya are wonderful…. a god damn angel in my eyes.” the statement fluid as if he said it a million times before.
There was a moment of time, just a breath, when everything seemed to move in slow motion. Her pearly blue eyes unable to turn away as she watched the huntsman lean in and kiss her. Just a second where the weight of his lips on hers as he cupped her cheek left her breathless. Where the caress of his hand on her lower back made her heart skip a beat as her eyes closed in the still span of time, almost savoring the touch. Without realizing it her body had relaxed against him; forgetting for a whisper of a moment what she was doing. However, like a snap of a rubber-band, everything came back into focus the moment the kiss broke and his words cut through the air; Madilin exhaling as she realized she had been holding her breath. Slowly those ghostly blue hues opened to stare at the sniper holding her, that reality of the situation causing that frightening clench in her chest again as she fought to keep her breathing even. The little laugh that was suppose to be playful holding a shakier tone that she desired as she again worked to shrug off his compliment while trying to maintain a blazé attitude. "Hm,....I can assure jou...I'm no angle chéri." Giving him her best sultry smile while her insides felt like they were twisting into knots. This wasn't her. She didn't melt for anyone, she didn't get breathy when kissed; she was the one who made others swoon, not her.