Sweet as candy

"I don't… need luck." With that said note, Seraphina snaked her arms around his neck as she plants feather-like kisses on his red thin lips.

For a moment, Dragon zoned out trying to make sense out of her words. He could not believe his ears and thought he was just hearing things. Alas, one after another kiss, all the resistant he gathered were thrown into the gutter.

Gradually, his desires to take her right there and then finally overtakes him. When Seraphina kissed him again, his hand runs to her hair up to the back her head, stilling it to for a much deeper kiss.

His kiss was demanding with authority, it was firm yet fairly enough, it was also gentle and emotional. It was as if he was sucking her whole soul.

Both could feel their body temperature arising to another degree like they caught a fever. Dragon's other arm grabbed her waist -- lifting her body.