Paradise Found

ashe All the dreams that I’m chasing break my heart then replace it. love is all that I have, so let me love who I want His daring grin sent a sharp chill up her spine, coaxing a smile of her own forth. She breathed in his kiss, and when he pulled back to look down to her.. There was a challenge in his tone, and she flashed her teeth in a feral smirk as he claimed her mouth again. Her teeth dragged over his lower lip with a sound of frustration when he pulled away from her again. No, she wasn't denying herself now, she was sick of it, sick of the fear of what her family would think, of the fact that she didn't deserve this. She wanted this. Wanted him. Her legs felt numb when she stood upon them, leaning back against the tree as Kalt stepped back. Ashe tracked every movement, every flicker of muscle and skin as his shirt came away with deliberate intent and control. Her eyes drifted over him, lingering on his bare chest and the harsh X branded into his skin. She swallowed, but her eyes lifted to meet his again and she froze entirely at the sound of what she swore was a growl. His expression turned ravenous. Her breath increased with his approach - there was no hesitation, nothing unsure, not a movement or breath out of place. Oh, gods, gods she was in trouble - she was in so much fucking trouble. He pinned her against the tree with his body, and one of her hands splayed across his scarred chest as she rose up to meet his lips with hers. He kissed her with such fire that heat pounded in her core, and she couldn't help the soft and high sound that slipped from her mouth and into his. She pushed herself against him, but there was little give between the tree and him. He gave way only for his hands to glide under her shirt, pull at it, and she smoothly aided him in lifting the black shirt over her head. Crisp air kissed her bare skin then, gliding over her stomach and for a moment, she left her arms over her head, wearing nothing but tight wrapping of cloth over her breasts from the waist up. With her eyes on him, Ashe flickered a dazed sort of a smile and wrapped her arms behind Kalt's neck. She became aware of every pore in her body when her skin pressed against his. A shaky breath left her lips. Kalt. He was here, right here. She had thought she'd never see him again, had been so absolutely sure she never would never look upon him without a lance of agony and fury in her chest. She had never dared to hope for this, to want it. For so long she had suffocated him in her memory, and loved and lost with the absence of him in her heart. Ashe hands drifted from his neck to cradle either side of his face. As her eyes danced over him, she brushed a thumb over the coarseness of his bearded jaw. Right here. It was amazement that was suffusing into the searing need. Ashe's heart was a wild rhythm against Kalt's chest as she slowly rose to the tips of her toes. She kissed the corner of his mouth, the bow of his lips, the other corner. She just barely brushed her lips over his mouth, and her teeth grazed his lower lip - soft and taunting kisses.