<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>His eyes matched her smile as their lips met.  Torven held her close, his hand slipping under her lekku to cradle Isulura's neck and the base of her head.  Keeping her still, he held the kiss for as long as she wanted.  His other arm, wrapped about her waist, held her close to him.  The sense of their bodies pressed together was one that he didn't want to forget or lose quite so soon.