[ the memory has faded along with her grandsire, but for a moment alisaie simply.. enjoys prompto's presence, the warmth of his body and the wonderfully familiar scent of his skin, the press of his sweet kisses to her nose. she loves him so very much.
but soon enough she tips up her chin to press a brief kiss to his mouth. ]
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but soon enough she tips up her chin to press a brief kiss to his mouth. ]
I suppose we should make camp.