Re: Hygge
For the second time in less than an hour, Rayd was flat on his back with his limbs tangled up with Astrid. She mentioned her canine intentions and Brayden's eyes went wide, even for Brayden and his smile was that of a naughty Japanese girl - you know the one. He was reminded of the mirror and he would have had to agree in the situation - the mirror would have been an improvement.
Astrid said a lot in a little amount of time and most of it made sense. Especially the last bit about wanting to spend all of her time with him. Rayd felt the same and had no problem ignoring their parents’ baggage.
His head turned to face hers, a surprisingly rational and sober expression on his face. "Don't apologize," Brayden began with his eyes locked onto Astrid's. "For anything," it was normally his personal mantra, but right now it was a clear instruction to the demi-goddess. She was fabulous and didn’t owe anyone a fucking explanation. His serious expression softened, but only because his chin tilted down and Rayd pushed toward Astrid. This time he ignored her nose, though it was adorable, and instead found her lips. The kiss was the most gentle possible for the literal vampire. Adult Brayden, apparently, had mastered his powers to a greater degree than teenage Brayden had - but he still felt his defenses fall.
The feather-light touch of his lips drained ever-so-little of Astrid's essence and it made the connection all the sweeter - for Rayd. But he wondered how the princess felt about it. His insecurities mounted but his recently spoken mantra bolstered him. "I want to spend all my time with you too," he admitted and his arms attempted to further ensnare her much warmer form.