I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, feeling the smooth skin under my lips. "You've been through so much, love. Let me take care of you now." My voice was low, tender, the way she liked it when we started like this. My hands slid up her back, fingers tracing the ridges of her armor gently, as if I were handling something fragile. She sighed, her breath warm against my chest, and I felt her body relax further, her hips settling more firmly onto my lap.
"Mmm, Austin... that feels nice," she murmured, her voice soft and breathy, like a whisper of wind through leaves. She tilted her head back, exposing the elegant line of her neck, and I couldn't resist leaning in to place a trail of light kisses there, my lips barely grazing her skin. Each kiss was slow, deliberate, building that familiar warmth between us. Her hands tightened around my neck, pulling me closer, and I smiled against her throat.
