Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20170320024500/@comment-26571677-20170401074355

Ixina groaned, and rubbed her head, wincing at the pain, before chirping at surprise at the hands gripping her shoulders. She scrambled back in a mild panic, before she recognised that touch, that warm, gravelly voice that made her heart oh so fulfilled.

Dalton.

"No, I'm okay....why are you here, Dalton? I thought you were out on police work? What are you doing in this bar?"

She tilted her head at him, but maintained a warm, well-meaning smile, beaming at Dalton as she usually did. His fussing over her felt nice, and caring....she could get used to it, they barely had any time nowadays to be together....

She found herself getting a bit nostalgic, thinking about the old times, where they'd chat, and laugh with no disruptions. No work, no time off to do important things....she missed those times. But realised they were gone now. Time truly was a cruel mistress...

"I'm okay, Dalton, as long as you're here with me~"

She raised a hand, and cupped his cheek, placing a soft kiss on his cheek, passing his face with her soft, silky hair that smelled of lilac and lavender.