Chapter 64: Waiting For The Keep
"You smell quite nice today," Samael sniffed with eyes closed.
"You had been saying that for quite a while," Kivas chuckled.
They tumbled softly into the grass, tangled limbs and laughter muffled by the moss beneath the shade of a wide-armed tree.
The forest around them whispered in faint rustlings, a distant chorus to their quiet moment of collapse after hours of travel and talk.
Samael’s hand slipped behind Kivas’ neck, pulling her into a kiss without warning—warm, firm, hungry but never rough.
Kivas blinked once at the suddenness of it, then melted, her breath catching as her hands pressed instinctively against Samael’s chest, only to find the former Endless Dragon already shifting her weight atop her.
The kiss broke with a breathless sound, and Samael’s forehead rested against Kivas’ as she grinned.
"This is my reward," Samael said with a dangerous kind of softness, the way she often spoke before giving into whims she fully intended to indulge. "For working hard yesterday."
"Mhmm, you sure did," Kivas mumbled, cheeks warm, though her expression didn’t back down from the teasing light in her eyes. "What can I do without my cheeky soulmate acting clingy every now and then~?"
"You forgot that I owned you still," Samael whispered, kissing the corner of her mouth, then the edge of her jaw, then beneath her ear where her breath could ghost against skin. "Always remember that, not the other way around."
"You certainly don’t let me," Kivas said, voice hitching a little as Samael’s fingers trailed from her shoulder to her waist and found the curve of her hip.