Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Oh, how Angelo loved the woman in his arms. Asteria was only one that made everything right in his mind, heart, and soul. It was surprising once that realization came to light so many years ago because he was not looking for it. His habits were more of like his older brother. The strong pull of feelings to one he held right now had slowly changed him. Any topic could be addressed right now, and none of it would fuel the fire as it would away from her. Asteria centered him so much so that even spell that was always pushing for control had been silent for so long now.

That all said, Asteria was right. Angelo needed to remember they were stronger as one. Out of their entire time together, one time he forgot that because he had been struck hard with the news of his brother’s death. That news was enough to decentralize him from her, and he did rush out to face his mother alone. It was rash, and it had so many emotions that clouded everything. Even with good intentions, in the end, it was the one time someone had gotten in between them. However, the one time was going to be the only time. All he was belonged to her like it always did.

His hands went to Asteria’s hips. They slid from her back, feeling the curve of her body. The sensation on his fingertips brought up the feels from all the times before. From the first time to the few times they felt the cold bare skin, even though this time they were feeling the texture of her dress. A gentle pushing from him occurred. As he did so, a step was taken back too. As they parted, hands left her hips, and his right hand grabbed her left hand.

Being with Asteria, it always inspired him to do many things. This time, there was a song in his heart which led to the moment her hand was in his. He lifted up and turn to guide her into a spin. Once he spun her around, Angelo pulled Asteria back to him. Random as it could appear to one, he was completely acting himself. If his daughter helped him be more like his old self, Asteria restored it all in these moments together. That was the strength they had, and he embraced it.

His right hand still holding her hand. The other hand slide along her lower back, arm lower against her back was used as support. Dipping her for a moment, then bringing her back up to allow him to have his lips greet hers. His warm lips caressed her chilled lips in the embrace.

[member="Asteria deWinter"]
[member="Scherezade deWinter"]
 

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