Too Late to Apologize

[Caid Centurion]

[member="Athena Heron"]

Caid could read the facial expressions of Athena without much issue. When the woman had completed her query, Caid abruptly forced the arm that had been lazily draped over her body to encircle it completely. A simple tug pulled he Omwati's body firmly against the dark-skinned Sith's nude form.

With a comparatively gentle touch, Caid placed a soft kiss to the tip of Athena's nose. Leaning in slightly, his soft lips brushed lightly against her ear as he offered her a whisper of a response. "To kill him."

As if he was completely uninterested in further verbal discourse, Caid's lips dragged softly against the skin of Athena's cheek before they found her lips. The depth of passion and intensity with which he kissed her left no doubt as to his desire to simply exist with her in those moment for the foreseeable future.

 

[Athena Heron]

[member="Caid Centurion"]

The soft curves, dips, and valleys of her body pressed tightly against Caid's form. Emotion always betrayed itself in her eyes. Dark-orbs flecked with gold as he whispered against her ear. Discussions of murder, the best kind of pillow talk for a Sith. Pink lips kissed his own until her lungs burned.

"You better come back fully functional," breathless voice cascaded across his skin as a smirk tugged on her lips. "Or I'll have to go out and murder someone myself." Blue-fingers trailed along his skin. Lips found his again, a deeper desire and yearning behind her embrace. The night drifted lazily on, consumed by few moments of slumber between the long hours of passion.