For someone who claimed to have never been with a woman before Kaim was sure as hell doing a great job of touching and pleasing her in all the right places. It was like he had always known her and knew what she liked and what would feel good to her, the tenderness and care with which he took in touching her was almost enough to bring her to tears. It was oh so different then the other times she had been with a man, their rough, grubby hands, pulling and poking at her body in such an uncaring matter. Just thinking about it, thinking back to those times before almost ruined this moment for her but then Kaim came unknowingly to her rescue saving her from herself.<br/><br/>Imari only had time enough for a slightly startled expression, barely a noise leaving her lips since they were soon occupied by his own. The moment was beyond perfect and she was certain that this was truly finally happening but a part of her still feared and dreaded that she was going to wake up alone in her bed. Laying there in the bed looking into his eyes Imari finally pushed all the negative thoughts from her mind to live in the moment, in the here and now where the only thing that mattered was the man before her. Smiling she reached up to cup the side of his face, letting her hand touch and explore what she thought to be the most handsome face in the world, she would even dare to say beautiful even if that was not really something that one called a man. To her Kaim was beautiful, not just of body and face but most importantly of soul, it was his soul that spoke the most to her and truly had been the factor that had captured her heart all those years ago; and held it still all these years later.<br/><br/>Smiling softly at him she leaned in bringing her lips to his own, taking her time with this kiss wanting to drawn it out a bit as her hand moved from the side of her face to around his neck. Pulling herself against him she continued with the kiss, her tongue teasing his lips lightly begging for entrance into his mouth while her hands rubbed up into his wet silky hair. Her mind thinking of it curtaining her face while he was atop her, the thought of that making her moan and press her body harder against his own.