Hidan felt her pulse jump underneath his hand when he pulled her back against him and it made every muscle in his body tense.
Still, despite how much he wanted to change it, the kiss became nothing more than lips firmly pressed against each other and his own fingers digging into the nape of her neck.
He let her go when she began to resist the grip he had on her and came to realize that strangely enough, he felt numb.
He recognized the feeling from when he had once lost a large amount of blood. Lightheaded, inability to focus, inability to do anything really.
The immortal remained leaned back against the wall, the hand which had previously had a firm grip on the kunoichi clenching.
“So you finally lost your fucking mind did you?”
His eyes were hard as amethyst gemstones as she stared at her, a mixture of bloody murder and cold indifference in his voice.
Feeling him release her wrist, she took a few steps back from the silver haired man, feeling breathless from the kiss. She didn’t except him to return the kiss with more force, and she would be lying if she said she didn’t feel a rush of excitement course through her veins.
“Shut up.” Temari hissed at him with clinched teeth, more annoyed with herself than she was with him. Her rational side was giving her a beating over her actions.
“What about you? You returned it and then some!”
Taking in a deep breath, Temari observed him for a moment and was certain that the look in his eyes matched hers.