Reenactment

Samael's kiss wasn't like their first that wanted to dominate. His kiss was gentle, a round full of sweet passion that ignites. It was like a promise of authenticity, waking up a primal desire which lived in all people. Lilou felt vulnerable at the sincerity of his lips being one with hers, feeling his teeth bite her gently.

She clutched his back, standing on her toes, basking in the warmth of his body, binding her in a tight embrace. Her brain was in a shut mode, forgetting they were being intimate just right outside the estate. Yet, even if the thought crossed her suddenly, she didn't feel the need to hide. 

That night Samael brought her to the temporary estate they were hiding in. Lilou bawled her eyes all night. She didn't know the exact source of her tears and sadness, but what she knew was that she felt lost and confused. It was like she had no place in this world.