Broken Wings - Ghirahim Story - Chapter FiveBroken Wings - Ghirahim Story - Chapter Five in Romance More Like This
That woman was torturing me, in one way I did not like. I would feel her eyes glance over to me, feel the weight of how they rested on me, and then she would look back to the path she had decided to walk on. We would talk; her voice calm and carrying through the forest. Her form moved like a predator, sure and confident in each movement it made. Her lips would articulate each vowel with an almost music-like quality to it.
The kiss I had stolen from her had been electrifying, leaving me hungry for more. I replayed the moment in my mind, slowing down right as I felt her lips begin to move against mine. Lips that were warm and supple, causing me to hum as she showed her expertise. It had been so long since I was able to kiss a woman, the only females in the past couple of centuries being either ugly as a Bokoblin or looking nothing like a human. Somehow, just that one kiss seemed to make up for those long years without any kind of release. Of course Fallon had been m