"Hello."
"Good Evening."
"You're well?"
She smiled. "As well as I can be. It's freezing cold, and I'm in a dress and have attended probably one of the most loving wedding ceremonies, but only the married couple participated."
"Aw. But it was justified!" he winked at her, and she quickly grinned lightly.
Everything was silent for a moment, and things were peaceful.
Until, he said, "I can fix all those problems."
Her eyes went wide at the suggestion. "Dom, you wouldn't…"
In barely moments their lips were locked together and Kel leant into his arms carefully, he was sweet, and though there was a little wine on his lips it was nothing overpowering, nor any drunkenness.
She shuffled him backwards, but all that happened was them falling over, as he laced his arms around her, attacking the buttons lining the back. It wasn't long till they were undone and the dress was slipping off her shoulders as she lay on top of him.
She spoke softly into his mouth as the dress lowered further and further, despite her feeling no chill. He rolled her over, giving her a chance to breathe and a chance to talk.
"Dom. Did you think I wanted my problems fix-" she was cut off as he leant forward kissing her softly on the lips. "-ed."
He winked at her. "Mithros, Mynoss and Shakith: you most certainly do!"
Kel breathed deeply as he ran his arm behind her neck, before they rose slowly as one, and ran away from the ramparts, down to some little rooms.
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Kel's eyes were closed contentedly.
Dom snaked an arm around her, gathering her closer. "You're well? Warm, dress-less and sufficiently participated in loving-ness?"
She then slowly stretched her neck, saying, "I'm very well now, thankyou."