"Thank you." Whispered again just before their lips met. Whether it was another thank you for the sentiment the bracelet symbolized, or a thank you for the kiss he allowed, even she truly could not say. Maybe it was both.

Night Sky pressed their lips together firmly, kissed him deep and slow and lingering, settling to about where they had been a week or so before and not pushing beyond it. She savored the feeling, the taste, the warmth, and pulled back after a minute. "I'll cherish this, sweetness. I promise."