Although this kiss starts off like the majority of their others--chaste but with obvious feeling behind it--it soon shifts into something else entirely, a hungry sort of urgency to it that only a few of the other kisses they’ve shared have displayed. Koharu lets go of his hand to loop both her arms around his neck, and as he’s nearly a fulm taller than she is, Hien has to lean down a bit for her to be able to reach him at all, and throughout it all, his lips never really leave hers. When she eases back just enough to give his lower lip a gentle nip that’s both shy and incredibly bold for her, Hien lets out a low, rumbling groan and opens his mouth to her, their kiss deepening, growing even more messy and desperate.
His hands had settled on her waist, polite and proper as ever; but as she continues to kiss him like that, his grip tightens, crumpling the smooth fabric of her robe--she’d wanted to dress nicely for the ceremony, a detail he’d appreciated at the time. When they break away for a moment to breathe, it’s brief, and she’s already taking another half-step closer, intending to kiss him again just as passionately, when Hien suddenly grasps at her hips, lifting her slight weight easily and stepping quickly into the shadow of one of the many pillars lining the long hallway, pressing her close against the wall, covering her with his own body.
At first, Koharu thrills at that abrupt, just slightly rough movement, thinking that perhaps he’s finally going to make a move on an entirely new front--but he doesn’t resume kissing her right away, his head turned to gaze sideways in a watchful manner. That’s when she hears it: the clank of armor, a roaming kiyofusa approaching. She freezes in place at that, her heart still racing, and it only speeds up further when she realizes the rather novel new position she’s in: in his haste to protect her, Hien has all but pinned her to the wall.
They stay there, carefully unmoving, until the geomantic automata passes them by; but as she feels him begin to relax, Koharu tightens her grip on the Doman prince instead, drawing his gaze to her--and his attention to the rather suggestive position they’d ended up in. Hazel eyes slowly go wide at that realization, chiefly the way one of his thighs is firmly caught between hers, and he starts to draw a breath to apologize--when she presses another kiss to his lips, soft and lingering, effectively silencing him.
Prompt #17: Novel | ✧ Koharu (WoL) x Hien (con't from previous prompt) ✧ | SB Dungeon spoiler?
His hands had settled on her waist, polite and proper as ever; but as she continues to kiss him like that, his grip tightens, crumpling the smooth fabric of her robe--she’d wanted to dress nicely for the ceremony, a detail he’d appreciated at the time. When they break away for a moment to breathe, it’s brief, and she’s already taking another half-step closer, intending to kiss him again just as passionately, when Hien suddenly grasps at her hips, lifting her slight weight easily and stepping quickly into the shadow of one of the many pillars lining the long hallway, pressing her close against the wall, covering her with his own body.
At first, Koharu thrills at that abrupt, just slightly rough movement, thinking that perhaps he’s finally going to make a move on an entirely new front--but he doesn’t resume kissing her right away, his head turned to gaze sideways in a watchful manner. That’s when she hears it: the clank of armor, a roaming kiyofusa approaching. She freezes in place at that, her heart still racing, and it only speeds up further when she realizes the rather novel new position she’s in: in his haste to protect her, Hien has all but pinned her to the wall.
They stay there, carefully unmoving, until the geomantic automata passes them by; but as she feels him begin to relax, Koharu tightens her grip on the Doman prince instead, drawing his gaze to her--and his attention to the rather suggestive position they’d ended up in. Hazel eyes slowly go wide at that realization, chiefly the way one of his thighs is firmly caught between hers, and he starts to draw a breath to apologize--when she presses another kiss to his lips, soft and lingering, effectively silencing him.