Feeding into the kiss with a sensuality one would give their long lost love as they reunited, Charles pulled her closer as his spare hand rested gently against her knee. His eyes closed though his mouth curled into an almost indistinguishable grin as he felt her breath entangle itself in their moment.
He could tell she wanted more - he did too - though he couldn't give it. The way she didn't move away, the willingness of her body bending to his will; it was mesmerising and alluring. She was almost addictive.
A few moments passed and Charles slowly opened his eyes, pulling away from their kiss. He watched lovingly as her lips parted slightly; his own senses coming to.
And this was his next lesson.
"And always leave them wanting more," Charles began quietly as he stood up slowly with a grin, "Because it would make the next time sweeter, my Emmeline."
Charles then walked off into the fog to go about his business. He turned around briefly with a smile before continuing on with his day. He knew she couldn't see him though had hoped she at least felt his smile.
They both had things to do, after all.
He could tell she wanted more - he did too - though he couldn't give it. The way she didn't move away, the willingness of her body bending to his will; it was mesmerising and alluring. She was almost addictive.
A few moments passed and Charles slowly opened his eyes, pulling away from their kiss. He watched lovingly as her lips parted slightly; his own senses coming to.
And this was his next lesson.
"And always leave them wanting more," Charles began quietly as he stood up slowly with a grin, "Because it would make the next time sweeter, my Emmeline."
Charles then walked off into the fog to go about his business. He turned around briefly with a smile before continuing on with his day. He knew she couldn't see him though had hoped she at least felt his smile.
They both had things to do, after all.