Okay, now Rouge was SURE her blush was apparent. She had longed to be this close to him for what seemed like ages, and now that she was finally there, she realized she was horribly unsatisfied. She wanted to be closer. So much closer. To pick up where they left off in that tunnel. To open herself up to that kind of affection again. To show him how much she wanted him and reward him for wanting her, also. To make him as flustered, as riled up, and as adored as he made her.

Dumbfounded, she didn't respond immediately. She simply blinked and stared into his gorgeous purple eyes. There were so many feelings, but no words.

To her surprise, she didn't lunge forward and kiss him. The urge was there, but it was different this time. She was feeling a mixture of burning desire and hesitation. Without knowing why exactly, she merely leaned forward slowly and parted her lips, inviting his to mirror her intent.