He nodded slowly, pulling Neveah closer to him. His forehead grazed hers, "Everything that led up to you feels worth it."
"Chaos... and Concord, alike."
The sincerity in his words was so potent it ached. His gaze captivated her, endless pools of black mystery. Only, it wasn't a mystery anymore.
It was the reflection of a feeling that mirrored her own heart. A feeling that made death and two lifetimes pale in comparison.
"He might just do that all night." Xenon breathed against her cheek as he nuzzled her neck.
"I have a pretty good solution." He offered.
Neveah's brows furrowed, but understanding dawned when Xenon's hand inched down, fingers trailing her thighs.
He pulled away slightly, staring into her eyes. As if seeking something... reciprocation. He had learnt to ask before taking, even when his natural instinct was to take as it pleased him.
The mischievous look in his, as well as the desire pooled in those onyx orbs gave him away.
