Evans deepened the kiss as their mouths moved together in the same hungry rhythm.
He was tasting the sweet mead she had been drinking from the kiss. His hands rested lightly on her waist at first as his fingers just brushed the fabric of her short dress.
"Fucking get a room you room, you two."
Someone laughed loud on the other side of a nearby pillar and they ignored it.
Without breaking the kiss, Evan pushes her backwards slightly until her back touches the stone wall.
The music from the main hall was blurry to them. Only the sound of their breathing was what they could hear.
Evan pressed closer as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss, with his tongue sliding past her lips. One of her hands came up and curled in to the front of his shirt. The other found the back of his neck and pulled him in tighter.
Their chests were rising and falling against each other.
