The warmth of his hand over her's as he nuzzled and then kissed her palm made the world seem to shrink to just the two of them. How easy it was to lose herself in the scent, the touch, the very sound of him.
Once, she had asked her father to describe the mother she had never met. Shion could still remember how he had looked, lost in his own little world as he recalled every inch of her face and how she used to smell like shion blossoms, his hand running over the dark markings that went over his finger tips and to his wrists. At the time, she couldnt understand how one person could get so lost in within another, but for this moment, she could start to understand it.
His little nickname for her drew her thoughts back to the moment and filled her stomach with butterflies. For some reason, that name just made her feel so happy, and sometimes so sad all at once. "I dont know if I did something as powerful as save you." She said softly before blinking. "Again?"