[She gasps when his lips take her neck, the touch of them hot against her skin. Every brush of his fingers carries a delicious heat that wouldn't ever come from another twili. She sinks a little into his embrace, her own hands splaying over the tunic and across his shoulders underneith.]

Nh! Yes...!

[A tiny moan escapes her, and she silences it by closing her lips over the shell of one of his pointed ears. She's always wondered just how sensitive they were...]