Special thanks to Kassy_Murphy for the Golden Ticket
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Rain poured down around them, drenching every inch of their clothing as Elysia stood close to Azrael, feeling the warmth of his body against the chill of the storm. Azrael's gaze held hers, intense and unyielding, his eyes searching her face as though reading every unspoken emotion. Gently, he brushed a raindrop from her cheek with his thumb, the touch lingering, his hand slowly gliding down to cradle her face. Elysia's heart raced, her breath hitching, feeling the undeniable pull that had been building between them for so long.
His hand slid to her waist, guiding her closer until their bodies were nearly flush. With a slight tilt of his head, he leaned in, his lips brushing hers tentatively, The softness of his mouth against hers sent a spark of warmth through her, a contrast to the cold raindrops clinging to her skin.