Breathlessly she laughed softly, her fair cheeks tinted with a blush anew as she realized just how she had let her tongue run away from her. Fiona kissed his lips again, sweet and lingering before caressing her fingers down his cheek so lightly, feeling his hands upon her body as well and savoring them. Her smile was as bright as sunshine, though different then any smile she had yet turned upon him.<br/><br/>"I fear I spoke too much, too quick...forgive my poet's fancy will you?" She begged for forgiveness with her lips and hands as well, fingers gliding to caress his strong shoulders, lips teasing against his cheeks, down his neck and up again, drinking him in as if she could not get enough. And indeed she could not.<br/><br/>Eyes the color of the sparkling ocean waves flashed to him as she pulled back slightly, though never leaving his hands for all that the touch on her rear had her flustered and aware of just how intimate they had become. She would regret none of it though, he was her friend and she trusted him. And desired him. Something in Atticus Cross tugged at her heart and urged her to be the sunshine, to show him life was not all that he had ever known and yet...it tempted her as well to find what pleasures his somber scared soul had. She had meant it...not reserved and unending was the offer.<br/><br/>Leaning back in again she let her lips trail with the slow kisses meant to feather awareness to different parts of the body up the line of his neck and to his ear. Her torso was pressed against his and Fi was certain he could tell just how quick her breath was coming, could feel her breasts against him. Lips parted and her tongue teased out, shaping the rim of his ear, teeth delicately nibbling as well before she murmured simply, in words that had her poets eloquence struck from it to be but bare and honest.<br/><br/>"I have no words for how you make me feel...I never expected this.....and so I offer anything you would ask or desire of me. Let me give to you dear Atticus."