His mother isn't a love goddess. He doesn't have the abilities or the charmspeak that she does. In many ways, his own ability only lets him know when love is present for others. Navigating those waters for himself has always been strange, and at times downright clumsy. But this - this he knows how to do. There isn't any stumbling. There isn't any uncertainty. Once he knows something in his heart, in his heart, there's never any going back.
His hand settles on the low of her waist, swiftly pulling her upward toward him until her feet are no longer touching the ground. His mouth is warm and yielding against hers, the kiss an unhurried and thorough thing. An intensity belies the rest, but it in no way takes from its gentleness. It just ... is.
how dare you.
Ben isn't made of love the way Silena is.
His mother isn't a love goddess. He doesn't have the abilities or the charmspeak that she does. In many ways, his own ability only lets him know when love is present for others. Navigating those waters for himself has always been strange, and at times downright clumsy. But this - this he knows how to do. There isn't any stumbling. There isn't any uncertainty. Once he knows something in his heart, in his heart, there's never any going back.
His hand settles on the low of her waist, swiftly pulling her upward toward him until her feet are no longer touching the ground. His mouth is warm and yielding against hers, the kiss an unhurried and thorough thing. An intensity belies the rest, but it in no way takes from its gentleness. It just ... is.