The Musebox: Where all the Fluff, Randomness and Sm...er....

Her kisses grew more desperate with each chant, the ache in her chest growing by the second the happier he made her. And she was happy, she'd swear it until the day she died, being able have moments with him like this. Yet at the same time that ache, that longing to stay with him, that reminder that he was being pulled away from her against both of their wishes was only raising its head like a menacing beast until she pulled back with a soft gasp and hid her face against his chest, hugging him tightly and trying to fight back a sudden maelstrom of emotion.