Her body relaxed under the illusion, every sense heightened under her helpless intrigue. Breath paused in her throat, the bliss of the moment instilling a fear that a movement could break whatever spell that had encaptured her being.

A low inaudible gasp escaped her, the warmth of his tongue filling her mouth to caress over her own. The gentleness of his touch made Khaera yearn for him all the more, her body seeming pulled to him closer as his fingertips trailed over the soft of her breasts and over her ample behind. As Ashs' kisses left her, she found herself missing it dearly, and the thought showed plainly on her features. A shyness lingered behind the passion that burned in her eyes, and even as her gaze shifted to his, she could only wait, hesitating to hold him as she so desired.