[Only a soft sound, a low rumble in his throat escapes him when she returns it all in her usual fervor. His arms wrap around her tighter, wanting to pull her even closer to him even if it's physically impossible. Greedily his tongue finds hers, their sounds the only thing that come to his mind, the music long forgotten.
And when she pulls away, it takes him a moment before he smirks a little.]
Yes...you do. A drink only you can make.
[His eyes gleam as they find hers before he takes her lips again, more roughly this time before his arms shift to suddenly lift her up.]
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And when she pulls away, it takes him a moment before he smirks a little.]
Yes...you do. A drink only you can make.
[His eyes gleam as they find hers before he takes her lips again, more roughly this time before his arms shift to suddenly lift her up.]