The second time she kissed him had been just as unexpected as the first. However, while the first had been a playful although not quite chaste-peck on the lips, this had not been. She seemed to be attempting to pour every single emotion she could onto him whilst her slim fingers slid into his hair as if to hold him in place.
It took every ounce of Hyuuga restraint not to whimper at the onslaught. He kept himself stock still as another wave rushed over him...
And then one of her canines had grazed his lip.
He'd very nearly come undone. When his hand shot out, clamping down on her shoulder, she froze and then pulled back with wide blue eyes blinking in surprise and confusion.
There was hurt there, too, ne noted. His expression softened as did his grip. Did she really think him capable of rejecting her?
His free hand came to rest on her cheek, tracing one of the whisker-like scars ru