sounds like hallelujah

ALISTAIR Alistair laughed at her nudge. It was full and free and something he didn't feel would be possible for some time, but here he was. He would lean back on his hands, still chuckling softly as he watched Rexanna . Her laugh and smile held a warmth to it he hadn't seen since...he couldn't think of when, and perhaps that was the most troubling... Vervain was right, he was so determined to save Ashetta from herself, he forgot what it was like to think for himself, and realize what it was that made him happy. Here was Rexanna, a runner, a survivor, completely disarmed by a genuine act of kindness...her laughter and smile shedding the thread of armor she maybe thought of putting up at any point. The whole time he watched her lips, the way they curled, how she chewed against them, the pearled whites slowly revealing as her smile formed. Her nose crinkling just slightly as she laughed so fully. Than her hand raised and placed against his cheek. He knew she was speaking to him but the words were a jumbled mess as his eyes fixed from her lips to her eyes, repeatedly as his pulse seemed to pause. This is crazy...this is crazy...this is crazy... Alistair thought to himself before leaned forward. "I thought of how you could pay me back..." He whispered with a smile, lips dangerously close to her own, just barely grazing them as he spoke and smiled. "There's still so much I don't understand...still so much to learn...about here...about you...I'd Like to see you again...if you'll allow me..." He muttered quietly, though had she attempted to answer, it would be stifled as he gently leaned and pressed a kiss against her lips. They were full and soft, and easy to lose yourself in. Slowly he slid his lips away, the fire doing well to mask the crimson of his cheeks. "I'm sorry...I um...that...I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage here and..." Just then he leaned in again and cut himself off to press another kiss, hands gently cupping her cheeks as if she were made of porcelain and the slightest touch would shatter her. Thumbs caressing her cheeks as his lips took a gentle hold of hers, slipping away again, but not before giving a final peck. "You're something else too..." He finally replied clearing his throat. He wasn't quite sure how Rexanna would respond, but internally Alistair was a blank. It was completely against his own nature to seize a moment like that, had that even been a moment.