Kairen's kiss was gentle, slow and sweet. Cassandra couldn't help but smile against his lips. Now that she was done with her letters, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and let him pull her close, standing up and guiding her to their bed. Kairen's hands on her skin were warm, so warm that her skin would get little goosebumps from that delicious warm sensation. She loved the familiar smell of the War God. Her heart sank when Cassandra realized that, in a few days, she would have to say goodbye and wouldn't be able to enjoy this for a few weeks...
Hence, she was even thirstier for his kisses than usual, caressing his neck and brushing his hair. She suddenly stopped, though, looking at it.
"What is it?"
"Would you let me cut your hair?" She asked in a soft voice.
"My hair?"
"Yes...
