Malou had always valued magic and Faustus's wandless magic made her feel something akin to awe, it distracted her from her state of undress, from the novelty of it all. "I love you." She breathed into the space between them,.

Then he stepped away from her, watching her in a way that made her melt and burn at the same time. Skin she'd never known could flush was flushed and to hide her sudden embarassment at his compliment she reached forward and began to unbutton his shirt. She didn't have words for this moment but reveled in the brush of her fingertips touching his chest with each button as she took her time. Her breathe caught in her throat as more and more of skin peeked through, the taunt lines of his stomach, the curls of hair. She tilted her head up to his and captured his mouth in her's allowing the heat of the moment, how natural it felt, to wash around them. She didn't pause to embrace her embarassment but allowed the heat to fill her veins with the burning passion. This felt right. This felt like love and passion and everything it ought to be and with it she felt her heart tugging even closer to Faustus as if the beats of their hearts were one. One and the same from here until eternity.

-Fade out-