Her hands snaked through his hair again and one of them moved to rest on the back of his neck while the other one continued running through it. His hair was so soft, she thought, and she silently wondered what he used in it. Time seemed to slow down as she focused on Rhydar and how close he was.
Rhydar let the kiss linger, then broke it after a few moments. He didn't go far, however, and started trailing kisses around the underside of Jynna's jaw and up and down her neck. There was nothing in his mind besides Jynna, their proximity, her soft skin, her warmth, just her.
She smiled and her eyelids fluttered as she tipped her head up, still running fingers through his hair. He was amazing, and she was still trying to decide what she did right in order to even attract his attention. She wasn’t even remotely put together when they first met, so she was fairly certain it wasn’t her appearance.
Rhydar continued his kisses, his arms unconsciously pulling her as close to him as she could get. When they had first met, he had simply seen a pretty girl getting harassed by an asshole. The perfect way to snag a girl. But then he spent time with Jynna and realized how much of a selfish asshole he was. He had been attracted to her pretty face, but he had fallen for her personality.
Her blue eyes fluttered open and shut and her breaths quickened as his lips neared the sensitive patch on her neck and almost hit it, barely passing over it. She rubbed the back of his neck without a thought as he pulled her flush against him and continued kissing.
He had noticed her rapid breathing and took a few moments to try and figure it out. She had started to breath quicker when he had passed near here… He brushed his lips over her neck, seeking that sensitive spot almost everyone had.
Her breath hitched for a moment and her eyes shut fully when he went back over her sensitive spot, only a few kisses from falling apart in his arms. He was such a idiot -like she said earlier- but he was an idiot who knew how to kiss.
He smirked against her skin and focused his kisses around that one spot, circling around and sometimes kissing that spot directly. At least it seemed like he was doing something right, for a change. He wasn't exactly the best at expressing his feelings verbally. Physical interaction was his strong suit.
“Fuck..” she mumbled, almost going completely limp in his arms. Her hand in his hair stayed in its place instead of running through it and she knew she wouldn’t be able to form coherent sentences if he asked her a question.
He chuckled, the noise a rumbled in his throat, and he freed her from his torment by lazily kissing the base of her throat. His hands trailed up and down her side and back, fingers making idle circles. He didn't seem to be in any rush, and he was perfectly happy with how he had practically made her jelly in his arms.
She opened her mouth several times like she was going to say something, but no words came out and she closed her mouth again. A tiny smile crossing her face was the only sign she was able to function and after a few minutes she was able to run her fingers through his hair again.
"Better?" he murmured against her collarbone, his smirk very clear in his husky voice. His more teasing side was starting to show, mainly in how he was amused by her inability to function just from him kissing her neck. Of course, as usual, he would back off if she told him to.
Jynna hummed in response, her words slow, “Such a idiot..but a cute one.” She opened her eyes and slowly blinked, glancing at him before flicking her eyes shut and just letting him do what he wanted. She would stop him if she didn’t want to do anything further, so far though she didn’t mind at all.
Once again, he lightly nipped at her for being called cute, but he was smiling nevertheless. He kept at the kisses, not wanting to do anything to ruin the night, but he did go back to her sensitive spot every now and again just because he could.
Every time he went back to her sensitive spot she mumbled a curse word, loving but hating the effect just his lips on her neck could give her. She smiled lightly every so often though, wondering what she did to deserve someone like Rhydar. He was more than she could’ve imagined.
He snickered as he kissed her sensitive spot yet again, now just doing it to get a reaction from her. That's not to say he didn't like kissing her, he loved it, but it was her reactions that made his eyes brighten and a small smile lift the corners of his lips.
“You ass,” She mumbled, trying and failing to make a face that resembled a scowl when she realized he was doing it just because her reactions were fun. Jynna opened one eye just enough to throw a not really mad glare at him before shutting it again and going limp.
"Oh, but you love me," he said with a smirk, softly kissing her throat. While he did that, his fingers brushed over the skin of her stomach, but he quickly retreated to her side once again. He was still hesitant, even with her seemingly being fine with him doing whatever.
“You’re lucky that’s true,” She mumbled again, letting her hands drift to his back. Starting to draw random patterns, she stuck her tongue out barely at him as she regained function from him not messing with her sensitive spot.
"I'm incredibly lucky to be with someone like you," he murmured, resting his head against her chest and ceasing in his kisses for a bit. He turned his focus onto her hands on his back and the patterns she was tracing over it. Once again, he simply breathed in her soothing scent.
She let her eyes close fully as she traced whatever came to mind, most of the time it was random patterns but every so often she’d trace a word or shape on his back. When she was quite young, rubbing her back was one of the only ways she’d calm down and fall asleep and over the years it just stuck with her, it was something to do that was soothing at least to her and could show how much you cared for the person. Her breathing was gentle and even and her chest rose and fell gently.
Rhydar's own hands idly ran up and down her sides while his eyes drooped then closed fully. The patterns she was tracing was oddly soothing, and, paired with the comforting presence of Jynna right next to him, he found himself relaxing into the bed and against her. For him, the more he cared about a person, the more he wanted to be near them, and the more he wanted to touch them. Touch meant more to him than words did, though he never really knew why.
Leaning into his touch, she didn’t stop tracing imaginary lines over his back, some snaking down to his lover back and spilling over his sides while others grew up over his shoulders, wherever she felt like tracing her fingers really. It was comforting, being able to just lay here with him and not have to work about anything besides getting a blanket eventually.
A slight shiver trembled through him from her wandering fingers. It was a pleasant chill, so he smiled softly and pressed a gentle kiss to her collarbone. His eyes were still closed, and he felt the distant tug of sleep in the back of his consciousness. Jynna was so cozy, but he also didn't want to go to sleep just yet.
“What day is tomorrow?” She asked somewhat out of the blue, though she did ask it softly, trying to figure out if it was the weekend or if she had classes to go to. She pressed a kiss to the top of his head as her patterns trailed up to his arms, wrapping around them like ivy before trailing to his back again. Jynna was still nowhere near tired, but her mind reminded her she had to get to sleep eventually. She didn't want to sleep until noon because she stayed up all night without doing homework -which kept her naturally awake.