February 14, 2021: Wishes

Syn caressed Konrad's jaw, her fingers leaving a trail of feathers on his skin. She could feel that he was smirking all the while they were kissing. Why wouldn't she know? His eyes perfectly conveyed how delighted he was with their little act. 

The second their lips parted, Syn held his face to keep their hair's breadth of a distance. They looked into each other's eyes with an unfathomable thirst that fueled their lust ablaze. As if they were in their own world, no amount of words could describe the comfort that they could sense from their longing. 

"I nearly thought that you've gotten tired of me," Syn whispered all the while one of her hands was stroking the back of Konrad's head. "That doesn't seem to be the case." 

Konrad inhaled sharply on the point that he clenched his jaw. If his libido could speak for itself, it's certain that it would have the loudest voice at that moment.