That gentle pressure that was present upon her lips from his chilled fingers was the only feeling Iria could feel upon her being. How could one simple, light touch leave her so challenged to move. The way his eyes didn't connect with her eyes and seemed to stay trained on his fingers, or her lips, was strange. Eyes were able to pick up on the tremble that traveled through the vampire's body. It was impossible for him to be cold? "Are you-" Words of concern were cut off as his lips were suddenly replacing his fingers with an even gentler touch.

A girl's first kiss is the one that sticks deep into her mind and is never forgotten. Iria would always have Avi in her memories from this moment. He would have made it in anyways as he was the first vampire she had come across. He just had an even more significant memory now then she had thought he would. Just as the caress began, it ended with Avi pulling away, leaving a breathless Iria. Light tickle against the back of her neck was soothing but a foreign at the same instant. A strange sensation.

The joking question that came from him brought a smile as eyes looked back into his own blue pair. What could she say to that question? With no answer, she watched him pull away and the first thought was she had done something wrong. Alright, yes she did do something wrong with kissing a vampire but still, she didn't hide the confusion in her eyes. The words he spoke made gaze shift down to the damp ground between them. She shouldn't have kissed him. It wasn't a smart idea. Iria felt like such an idiot now. Avi couldn't have spoken two more times at any more of the perfect moment. Dulling eyes lit up once more as he wanted her to tell him all about her."Everything? We might be here all night.."

Thinking about the night, Iria looked up at the slowly clearing sky to see the moon had moved in the sky, showing that she had been gone for a good two hours from the castle. Oh her father was going to have her head for this runaway she was sure of it.

ooc: Funny idea! They talk and she ends up staying out mostly all night, she goes home and promises to meet him again the next night. She doesn't show cause she gets sick! Nothing big but like a cold! so then it gets dramatic!

The words he chose to reply with caused a soft giggle to come from her. It was childish sounding but there was nothing she could have done to stop it from coming through her lips. Iria just let it out without resisting. What was she going to start with? There was so much about herself that it seemed almost impossible to be able to find a starting point. To make it easy, Iria decided to start from the beginning. Shining eyes studied Avi as he leaned in closer. For some reason, she didn't feel threatened at the few inches between them. A few inches that could mean life or death for herself.

Cloak was wrapped tight around her body as Iria began to speak about herself. Eyes shifted to look ahead, thinking back to her childhood. The pleasant memories brought a warm smile to her lips. "My first memories were of my mom. Every night she'd come and read to me before bedtime." Pausing, the image of the worn book that still sat in her room was clear in her mind. The gold trimmed letters down the spine and upon the cover were worn and faded. "She used to read me Robin Hood every time." A soft laugh was given. "When I was old enough to talk I would always insist that she read me it every night. Still my favorite book." This was a cherished memory of Iria's as not many children these days had books to read, or they couldn't read. The thought of being without a book terrified Iria, but she knew most lived everyday of their lives without the word filled pages.