Drystan and Seraphina finally pulled apart after much difficulty as they caught their breaths whilst resting their foreheads against each others. His hands were cupping her cheek as well as holding her by her waist and hers was still wound behind his neck.
Their eyes were still closed as their chests heaved up and down, reeling from the effects of the euphoria they had just witnessed.
When Seraphina finally opened her eyes, she had the biggest smile on her lips and when Drystan saw that, all he wanted to do was to squeeze her tightly in his arms and never let go.
Their gaze was filled with longing, with yearning, and a million other unsaid things that were still raw and pure between them.
"That was..." Drystan breathed, trying to lighten the tension, knowing well that if he didn't
