Training

Levi's heart skipped a beat.

Her lips were soft and warm, a lavender aroma coming from her hair as it brushed him, caressing his face.

He could feel her every breath, as its warmth only intensified the savor of her sweet peachy lips.

He felt her hands relax as she slowly broke away, the slightly cold evening wind seeping in, taking away the softness and heat.

Without moving, Levi took a moment and opened his eyes.

Lydia was looking at him, but her expression was unusual. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes dodgy, still, she was able to look at him.

"Your eyes..." said Lydia bringing Levi back, as he was lost in thought.

"...What about them?"

"They're completely dark."

Levi's eyes looked like the Goddess's, like two abyssal voids in which one would get lost easily. 

 His grasp on her hands tightened as he looked down and around.