The low lighting, the alcohol that was buzzing in both of your systems, the hum of music in the background… everything seemed so flawless in that moment.

Dina had her arms laced loosely around your neck, her cheek ever-so-gently pressed against your own as the two of you swayed in the dim kitchen.

A tender sigh left her lips, and a doting kiss graced your skin for a few seconds, the feel of her flesh on yours nearly electrifying. Her voice was low, but saccharine as it ever was.

“My love… mine, all mine…”