Breakaway (Odysseas & Victoria)

Watching Victoria settle in his arms with the faintest of giggles, brought forth a smile from the man, who remained still, following her every movement. Her arm shot up, as if trying to actually touch the starts, and Odysseas chuckled softly, lifting her a little higher for a mere moment, before returning back to his original stance. Victoria weighted barely anything, and the man felt like he was holding a little child, too excited to learn everything about the world. Though, as she turned to look at him, the wizard reminded himself that she was not a child. She was a woman, and a beautiful one too.

A moment passed. Two, perhaps, but Victoria remained there, her eyes staring straight back at his, and making Odysseas feel slightly worried. Was she okay? Maybe she was feeling kind of ill, after all the champagne she had consumed? The wizard was ready to speak up, ask her if she everything was alright, and even offer to escort her back to wherever she was staying, just to make sure she was safe, but before any of that could possibly happen, Victoria had leaned in, and placed the smallest of kisses against his lips.

If another kiss hadn't followed, the Grecian would have thought this had been a dream, or an accident, but Victoria had indeed kissed him. On her own. And that made Odysseas smirk, because that meant he had won without even having to try much. Her arms moved around his neck, and Odysseas easily lifted her slightly, allowing her legs to wrap around his big form, before her lips found his once again. The man kissed her back softly, not wanting to scare her. They had time for more. This was simply the beginning.

"I have a star here..."

"Then you must be the sun, for you're shining brighter than me..." Odysseas spoke, his eyes never leaving hers. But as her gaze lowered to his lips, Odysseas murmured something in Greek --that Victoria would obviously not understand-- and then claimed her lips once again, slightly more passionate that before. His arms wrapped themselves tightly around her small frame, bringing her as close as possible, as his lips made light work of placing a few small kisses down her chin and the column of her throat. "Would you, perhaps, like to go back to my place?" Odysseas inquired, already knowing that the woman would not refuse. She was too far gone, to back away now.