Kalith can sense the worry in the woman at her side yet she says nothing. Her long life as part of the undead had driven the 'short view' out of her. The Dunmer saw things and thought in the longterm now and even though she knew that the girl would likely do something rash as terrufied as she likely felt, likely might even stake Kalith, but the vampiress didn't care.All that the Dunmer did was cup one of the Bosmer's angled jaw bones and kiss her cheek , her cold lips bringing a chill to the fevered skin as her free and roamed the soft swell of the tinier woman's stomach and stopped to tease her navel. AS the face buried into her neck Kalith didn't say a thing and simply held the woman in a sweet embrace and closed her orange-red eyes with a low sigh. This was how life felt... this was what being alive was like and how she missed it. The rush of feelings, the sensual closeness of sex... the swell of fear after finding something joyous.<br/><br/>Her sharp sense of smell took in the lingering smell of sex in the room, the sweat of the Bosmer and her arousing musk, and as her hand moved from the woman's navel to gently stroke the brown locks on her head the Dunmer have her a final kiss on her fevered forhead before she too stilled her body and instead focused on the beating heart pressed against her. While Kalith didn't sleep the steady , calm rhythm lulled her into a trance of sorts, the woman holding loosely onto her lover and breathing slowly as if she were sleeping and unaware of things around her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>