He tells her "ooh love".
Well of course it came natural for them to touch, to linger in each other’s presence, never far away. It was as they had entered the world: together. And if it was up to her, that wouldn’t change during the rest of their lives. It just felt so right to feel him underneath her touch. The way his neck curved, the agreeing hum. But most of al Kylin likes how his eyes close, almost as if he is giving in to her.
Their gazes meet once she pulls back, concern – now the triumph is gone – shows. She does not pull away as Kharon’s lips touch her. He leaves a hot trail, one that makes her heart skip a beat and sends a shiver down her two toned spine. A soft sigh escapes past her lips before she even realises it. This time her eyes close, as she enjoys the moment a little longer.
”I would do anything for you.”
Her soft voice is barely a whisper, so soft, only meant for his ears. Even if nobody was near, even if nobody would hear her, those magical words were only meant to whisper. As if Kylin made a promise, devoted herself to her brother. Her life, her world, her everything. Hers only.
Kylin’s gaze holds his, only love and trust in her gaze. Taking a small step backwards she gives him space to stand up, but before he can turn away and lead her back to their spring, she reaches out to lightly press her touch upon his shoulder. He walks in front of her, but she’s right on his heels, her breath ghosting over his skin.
Upon seeing the water she steps in. She sinks into it right away, letting the fresh water engulf her body, nose dipping towards it to lightly touch is. For a moment she enjoys her privilege, eyes closed and sighing softly. Her neck curved and muscles slightly tensed at the coldness. ”Come,” she asks of him, slowly turning to look at him.
”Join me, please?” Kylin wanted her brother near. She wanted his help, to wash the mud of her body. Just as much as she wanted to clean his body. Together. Always together.