The Last Night~ The night was cold, a frigid breeze was all that kissed the bare back of a mountain; or a man. Hands placed on either side of her to hold him up, and the most azure looking of deep blue eyes fell into pools of dreams within her own gaze. Carion looked onto his Goddess with the adoration that came with a thousand years service to a Queen. or one night with the one you love. His lips curved into a smile and slowly he lowered himself upon her, warmth pressed to warmth, his hand cupping her cheek, as he placed the softest embrace against her lips. War torn, and broken from years of Service to a Father that longed for the thrill of the fight, Scars remained to tell of his victory within a gladiatorial pit, as well as the field of war. Her hands found those scars as tiny lacerations upon otherwise perfectly flawed flesh. They traveled along him like a trail before winding themselves in the messy crop of hair atop his head, they remained there frozen in time as if no other thing in the world could move beyond their lips. "Hollis" He spoke a soft coo. His voice normally deep and strong; with the binding that only a commander could have, it was docile here, changed with passion he felt. Carion was soft in her arms and yet still a precious stone wall that would protect her like a fortress no matter what. Again his lips pressed to hers, though hungrily this time. Seconds could have been hours past between the two but as time caught up to them Carion softly whispered against the ghostly touch of her lips. "I love you Hollis."