<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Suana Bemesta<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Acting Sitter, Green Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Not yet<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Galvren<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Secluded corner of the garden<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/a<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Suana felt the lump under her, pressing into a part of her that could have been quite interesting if there had not been several layers of clothing between them. She was not surprised to feel that he was aroused. However, not surprised did not mean not pleased. She was convinced that if he did not like her and not feel desire for her, then he would not have developed arousal simply from having her sitting into his lap and kissing him. It would have required a bit more work on her part, wouldn't it? She leaned into the kiss, leaned into him, but did not press against his body in a way that he would feel the need to lay on his back; she simply molded her body up against his comfortably.<br/><br/>She was thrilled, exalted. He wanted to bond with her, he wanted to be intimate with her. She would have only one warder from here on, and it would be him. It was amazing in a way that she had finally found someone that she thought was worth the sacrifice. Losing her first warder had crushed her with grief for a time, even though very few were truly aware of how deep it had cut her. The decade that had followed without warder was proof enough that it had been a deeply wounding loss, and she was now ready to go through it again, though she hoped that it would be because he died of old age, rather than into a pointless war.<br/><br/>Her hand came up to tangle in his hair while the other arm remained firmly wound around him. It was a comfortable position for her, and she was loving the kiss. Every precious second of it. The feel of his lips against hers, the softness of his tongue, the sound of his breathing, the touch of his hands… but while she could allow the kiss to go longer - and that would be so incredibly easy, to just let it go on and on - there was something that she wanted to do before either of them got second thoughts. She didn't think that either of them would, but bonding was such a great commitment, getting cold feet would not be such a surprise.<br/><br/>Suana brought the kiss to a gentle end, slowed it gradually before she finally broke the contact between their lips. Rather than to pull back completely, however, she rested her forehead against his. "I was told that for a moment, the bonding weave feels like needle pricks to the brain. The sensation doesn't last, and will be replaced by my presence in your mind." Suana said, though she had no clue if the warning was part of his training already. Her first warder had not been tower-trained and there had been quite a bit of surprise at the feel of the weave. Suana embraced saidar and both of her hands moved to take his head into her hands. She moved her head back to look into his eyes as she wove the flows together. She wanted the bond to be strong, perfect, so that their bonding link be flawless, and then she settled the weave into his mind.<br/></div>