It was hard to know what kind of spell he had cast on her, but she felt no real desire to break free from it. His insistence, coupled with the fact that as far as she could tell he was being sincere, made it impossible to deny him. So, she did not pull away when he kissed her. Instead, she gave herself over to it.<br/><br/>Her hands wound around his neck, pressing up into his hair and holding him close against her. She was so far lost in him that her body was moving of its own accord, always seeking that which felt good, right, amazing. As their tongues tangled she moaned softly against his mouth-a sound she didn't even realize she was capable of making.<br/><br/>The passion of their embrace, an embrace she had long dreamed of even if she wouldn't admit it, drove all fear of laws and punishment from her mind.