Kind words followed the soft touch of her lips against his cheek, oozing from her like honey into his ears; bittersweet and sharp in contrast to the action of discomfort she took. If only you knew the truth, he thought looking back at her.
Reality sunk back in and his lively expression dropped. Had he been too invasive? Studying Elyna’s face with bruised confusion Vakh rose from the chair, knowing his actions were what frightened her away. “I didn't mean to make you nervous. Old habits die hard,” he uttered softly, struggling to hold her gaze as he battled the demons of his past. He looked over to his drink, he hadn't had the chance to touch the thing since he got to the little restaurant and Elyna already wanted to leave.
Rising from the chair the smith accepted the time that was given to him and closed the distance between them, leaning forward to return the kiss against the cool pale skin of the biqai’s cheek. “Whenever you like,” Vakh pulled away with a thoughtful expression “If you need to get away. Bjorn’s bed is still there, I don't use it.”
Unease washed over Vakhanor and he stepped away from Elyna in recognition of the distance she desired from him. More aware now of his surroundings than he had been when he entered. The old couple had continued watching them, ordering more tea and more people had arrived. Another well dressed couple also watched the two with what he guessed to be a hint of agitation and the aromas of the coffee were starting to get on his nerves. “I'll see you around Ely, I'm here if you need me.”
Reality sunk back in and his lively expression dropped. Had he been too invasive? Studying Elyna’s face with bruised confusion Vakh rose from the chair, knowing his actions were what frightened her away. “I didn't mean to make you nervous. Old habits die hard,” he uttered softly, struggling to hold her gaze as he battled the demons of his past. He looked over to his drink, he hadn't had the chance to touch the thing since he got to the little restaurant and Elyna already wanted to leave.
Rising from the chair the smith accepted the time that was given to him and closed the distance between them, leaning forward to return the kiss against the cool pale skin of the biqai’s cheek. “Whenever you like,” Vakh pulled away with a thoughtful expression “If you need to get away. Bjorn’s bed is still there, I don't use it.”
Unease washed over Vakhanor and he stepped away from Elyna in recognition of the distance she desired from him. More aware now of his surroundings than he had been when he entered. The old couple had continued watching them, ordering more tea and more people had arrived. Another well dressed couple also watched the two with what he guessed to be a hint of agitation and the aromas of the coffee were starting to get on his nerves. “I'll see you around Ely, I'm here if you need me.”