The unexpected did not bring her surprise or panic; all she felt was joy and a strong interest.
Her hands that were restrained by Fisher suddenly seemed to gain tremendous strength, easily breaking through Fisher's hold. Then, in Fisher's slightly surprised gaze, she cupped his cheek with one hand, deepening the originally vengeful and cathartic kiss.
In that moment, Fisher felt as if an electric current hit the back of his head.
The sensation, as sweet as icing, and the reproach, as bitter as poison, mixed in a kiss, made it hard for Fisher, even if he wanted to break away, to put it into action.
"Smooch..."
Helair's kiss was peculiar, giving Fisher an unprecedented feeling, making him breathe slightly, allowing Helair to freely take satisfaction and then slowly withdraw, stirring his mind and heart, easing the constant heat on his body, as if feeling the night's chill.
