Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150923172856/@comment-24141785-20151017095141

In a matter of seconds, Astien had taken off his shirt. He lunged forward at Anhjari: their lips meeting. For the first time he felt like was living, and that he was loved. As the Breton passionately missed her, he wanted it to last forever: the kissing, the loving.

''I dont want to lose her... .''