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Watching as Amara reached towards him, Rilyanassë wasn't frightened..as he should have been. He found this odd. Everything that he'd ever been taught had been about staying alive no matter what kind of situation it was. He was not prepared for this, though. He'd never heard of a situation like theirs before. He wasn't sure if they should continue down the path that they had started down only moments before, out in the pool. He felt Amara's soft fingers gently running across his strong jaw. He stared at Amara, his golden eyes taking in her face. "I'm still me," Amara said gently, smiling. Rilyanassë knew that she was still her. What a silly thing to say. The only thing that was different was the fact that they were true enemies, now. What they had started earlier was unthought of..now it was completely forbidden. He wasn't even sure how his Mother would react if she found out. Rilyanassë's thoughts were cut short as Amara spoke. "... can we try that again?" Before the Demon even had a chance to answer the girl, Amara had already closed the distance between them. All thoughts of not continuing down the path that seemed to be ever pulling them together flew out of his mind the moment Amara's soft lips touched his. Rily's eyes closed as if on their own accord. He gently kissed her back.

The feeling of Amara's arm around him and her other hand upon his firm chest had brought back that strange feeling once again. She was already setting his body on fire. The Demon gently allowed for a bit more passion in his kisses, deepening their dance with each other. His gently placed a gentle hand upon the small of Amara's back, pulling her completely against his body so as to allow her to feel how much he truly wanted her. His other hand he gently trailed up her left arm and her neck, only stopping as he now held her beautiful face in his hand. Rilyanassë left Amara's lips, trailing gentle kisses down the right side of her soft neck. He remained there for a long moment, enjoying the feel of her skin. His hand left her face, trailing to her breast. He was amazed at how thick the material was that Amara had wrapped around her body. He wanted it gone, though would not do so just yet. He wondered how far she would allow them to get. Would her wings come back? The Demon would see past that. He would not run again. He returned to her soft lips, making sure that Amara was still tightly pressed against his body. His kisses were now as passionate as any being could ever hope for. He wanted her to understand that he cared for her deeply and not only wanted her body but her mind..her soul..her heart. He wasn't quite sure why he would want such things from Amara. All that he knew was that she was so very different from any other being that he'd ever been with before and that only made her even more special to him.