Elann complied to his request, moving closer to him to hover over him. She brought up the game, suggesting that since he won he did deserve kisses. He hummed in agreement, smiling slightly as he looked up at her still in their close proximity. She then pressed her heated lips against his. The simple pressing of flesh on flesh was grandly uplifting in this moment, further elevating him up and away from the heavy feelings that once weighed him down. He didn’t forget what he read in Elann’s journal, the memory was there and would remain for the foreseeable future, he let himself be reminded she was making changes and the past was just that. It didn’t need to be dug up, especially if he had wanted to start over from their other slow and sensual night in the tent, the one preceding their morning’s loving.

Her hands went to the places he detailed long ago, going up his unafflicted side slow and light to bring goosebumps to his skin and a spiking in his heart. She spurred him to bring his own hands onto her, one moving to reside on the side of her neck, sliding up to caress and maintain a loose grasp behind her ear, his palm hot to the touch eventually being ebbed out by her cooler temperature. The other hand found her waist underneath the blanket but still above her dress. The fingers favored the small of her back, holding her in that spot loosely as well.

The kiss was sensual and he sought to maintain that, being careful with his lips but remaining physical, as if straddling the line between passion and gentle love. Noah thoroughly enjoyed their new interactions allowed since their marriage, the kissing and her openness to his public displays of affection, ones that were once hesitantly went along with by her in Syliras before their marriage. The more he thought about it the more he realized they never really said they were going steady or were more than friends until their marrying vows. It had grown naturally in the way that became obvious to even Matilda that feelings for one another were developing between the couple with each passing day they spent with one another. Perhaps it was destined from the day they went to the orphanage together, fates aligning to force them into one another’s paths and lives.

They parted naturally to breathe, his inner being warmed and enjoying the touch and taste of her on his lips, of which he licked. As he looked at her he could feel an almost magnetic attraction to her gaze and being, using the quiet love in his heart for her to bring on feelings of want for her to remain in his space whether they had sex here or not. He didn’t care what would happen after their breath was caught, he knew he would enjoy whatever came.

Noah’s gleaming lips parted to let loose a question Elann may have not expected. “Do you want me?” he asked, leaving the way for them entirely up to her. Sensing what he regarded as desire within her, he asked the question to show he wasn’t utterly oblivious to her wants anymore.