Gabriel leaned in, leveling his face with Amelie's. He could feel the subtle tension in her nerves.
"You've got impressive resistance," he murmured, easing the weight of his pheromones. A hint of curiosity colored his voice. "How did you train yourself to withstand it?"
"I didn't," Amelie replied softly, her lips brushing his in a gentle kiss. "I'm just... careful," she added.
Gabriel's violet eyes sparkled with amusement. "Careful not to be ruined by me?" he teased, his fingers gliding delicately along the contours of her face before pausing beneath her chin, lifting it ever so slightly.
Amelie caught her bottom lip between her teeth, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. "Aren't you tired? We should sleep. It's already so late," she said, finishing her sentence with a soft yawn as she covered her mouth with one hand.
Gabriel chuckled. "You're the one who's tired."
"Hmm," she hummed. "But if you want me to stay awake..."
