Parting Kiss

"I'm sorry," Ashlynn said, once she was far enough away from the mighty waterfall that she no longer felt swept away by it. "Thank you," she added, standing on her tiptoes to give Nyrielle a gentle kiss. 

While Ashlynn had meant for it to be a simple, brief kiss, Nyrielle seized the opportunity, plundering from Ashlynn's lush lips like a woman dying of thirst. Her fangs briefly pricked Ashlynn's tongue, adding a now familiar coppery flavor to a sensual kiss that Ashlynn could feel all the way to her toes. 

Nyrielle's hands roamed along Ashlynn's supple curves as their tongues danced, paying no attention to the gazes of anyone in the small camp. At the moment, blood thundered in her ears, blending with the rushing sound of the waterfall and drowning out all considerations of the world beyond the woman in her arms.