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His lips parted in surprise and embarrassment; his cheeks flushed as he looked away. "U-Um, nothing. Just admiring the view."
His lips parted in surprise and embarrassment; his cheeks flushed as he looked away. "U-Um, nothing. Just admiring the view."
Tempest blushed. "The view…" she trailed off, not sure what he was talking about. She found his blush adorable, and his stutter…
Lance bit his lip, and in a sudden act of boldness, slipped out of her grasp–only to engulf her in a loose hug. He rested his chin on the top of her head, breathing in her intoxicating scent.
Was this okay?
Tempest was startled for a moment, then hugged him back, burying her face in his chest. She squeezed him tightly.
He chuckled as she squeezed him, but she didn't hurt him in the slightest. He tightened his hold on her as well, but not as tight as she held him. He found himself liking this contact, and he didn't want to let go of her any time soon.
Tempest sighed.The hug was getting long enough that it should be awkward, but she didn't care.
Lance dropped his head to her shoulder, resting his forehead against it as he sorted through his thoughts. Tempest was definitely someone who had squirmed through his guard and let themselves in. And the fact was… he didn't mind it one bit. He wanted to get closer to her.
Tempest grinned. She stayed still, though. How had he managed to do this to her? Before, she was always worried that people would see her, that she wasn't good enough. Now, she felt she was.
"Tempest," he breathed, closing his eyes. He didn't know what he was going to say, almost all coherent thoughts had become a jumbled mess.
"Mhm?" She mumbled,
He moved his head slightly, just enough to lightly brush his lips over the sliver of exposed skin on her shoulders. Not quite a kiss, but…
Tempest shivered slightly, holding back a moan.
Lance froze but didn't pull away. What was he doing? This was uncharted territory on his part–no one had caught his eye quite light Tempest had–but he was sure he was going too far.
Tempest wondered why he had stopped. She gently leaned up ad kissed his pulse point.
Lance shivered and sucked in a breath through his nose.
Or maybe not far enough?
He kissed her shoulder, then slowly worked his way up to the base of her neck.
Tempest tilted her head to the side, allowing more access.
"Aww!" She heard someone say.
Lance shot back, disentangling himself from Tempest at the sound of someone else's voice while he fought to hold back his blush.
Tempest, more than a little disappointed, turned. It was a small boy. She knelt down next to him. "Hello," she said softly.
Lance sighed when he saw that it was just a little boy–and not one of Tempest's brothers coming to kill him.
(Saw Tempest's profile. Nice little detail about 'dating' the goat of the chimera (; )
(Thanks lol)
"What's your name?" Tempest asked.
(Am I playing the boy?)
(If you want, but I wasn't planning on it.)
(Okay)
Lance hung back, awkward around kids and trusting Tempest to know what she's doing.
"I'm Cyrus," the boy said.
"Not to seem selfish… but I kinda want to get back to what we were doing…" Even in his mind, he sounded shy and awkward.
Tempest blushed. "Me too."
"Where are your parents, Cyrus?" She asked.
The boy got a sad look on his face. "Looking for my little brother and sister. They got taken away."
Lance frowned, now concerned about the boy instead of annoyed. "That's not good."
"Aww, I'm sorry, Sweetie," she said. "Do you want us to help you?"
Cyrus nodded. "Yeah."
"What are their names?"
Cyrus tilted her head. She suddenly saw an image of two kids, both blonde, two years younger than him.
Lance came up behind her and crouched down to their level, resting a hand on Tempest's back.
Tempest gasped suddenly. "How-?"
Cyrus just looked at her with eyes that seemed older than he was and disappeared. An older version of him replaced the small boy. His hands were shoved in his pockets.
"Thanks," he said.
"Who are you?" Tempest asked.
"Cyrus Black," he said. "I just needed to know if there was anyone else like us. Now I know there is."
"Us?" She asked.
An older version of the boy and girl from the vision appeared.
"These are my siblings, Teresa and Gavin," Cyrus said. "We want to help fight the gods."
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