The dulcet tones of Rinoa’s voice brought the lion’s steel grey eyes back to his angel. As he listened to her speak however, particularly how he had hurt her deeply when he didn't fight to stop her from leaving, and unusual look of deep regret took over his stoic demeanor. Once again he inwardly cursed his inability to understand how to give comfort. While some things have changed over the years, something that hasn't is that Squall still struggles to process feelings or understand those of his friends, particularly one Rinoa Heartily.<br/><br/><br/>“Rinoa, I thought that was what you wanted. If I had known… “<br/><br/><br/>His low, deep voice fell silent then as the SeeD commander sucked in a ragged breath. He wasn't sure what to say at this point. He did notice how relaxed she seemed when he had slipped his arms around her waist. If he couldn't find the words he'd show her how much he missed her in his life through action. Taking her smaller hand into his much larger one, he led Rinoa over to one of the patio chairs that the hotel had left out on their private balcony. Sitting down he looked up and into the depths of her soft chocolate brown eyes.<br/><br/><br/>“Rinoa… “<br/><br/><br/>He began but no more words ever came. Instead he moved quickly and powerfully like the big cat, the fierce lion that he was forever linked to. He scooped her up and into his strong arms, pulling her into his lap. Once there he securely locked his arms around her waist, cuddling her thin but very feminine body against him. As he dipped his head in close, he instantly remembered her soft scent, the smell of her shampoo, and how sweet her breath was against his lips. He drew his own bigger, full lips across hers as his nose brushed against hers. Those steel grey eyes of his began to close in anticipation of tasting her lips. He could hold back no longer as Squall finally pressed his lips to Rinoa’s. Moving his mouth against hers, he began to kiss her deeply as he sought to erase four years of absence with a single kiss.<br/><br/><br/>A single, deep, hungry kiss actually. His mouth opened as his tongue begged entrance to her own, to taste her in his mouth once more. He licked along her lower lip until she would grant his tongue admittance to inside of her mouth. When she did, he ravenously slipped it inside of her as what felt like a tangible energy began to envelop him. It felt like electricity was coursing through his veins then, indeed his whole body felt on fire as his tongue swirled around inside of her warm, wet mouth.<br/><br/><br/>In truly tragic fashion radio chatter began to fill his earpiece. Grunting he grudgingly withdrew his mouth from hers, letting out a low growl at the sudden feeling of the absence of her lips from his own. In just about the most un-Squall like act possible he ripped his ear piece out and tossed it over the balcony and into the waiting arms of the cold ocean below them. He would no longer be kept from her. A promise made. His job would no longer dictate when he could be with her.<br/><br/><br/>“Rinoa. Now.”<br/><br/><br/>Huh, what? She wouldn't be given long to consider what exactly he meant as he tossed her over his shoulder, his strength something to behold, and carried her back into the hotel. He hurried down the hall, exactly no cares given whatsoever as to the looks he was getting from other guests. He used his free hand and fished out a key card from his pocket. Swiping it, the door unlocked as he carried her into one of the suites. Cool, dark, and with the moonlight coming in through one of the windows, he dropped her on the large comfortable bed. Hungrily and with a slightly feral look in his normally calm eyes, he moved to begin removing his clothing as he bit his lip in anticipation.