144 I Know

"Just keep them closed."

"Mm…"

Amon tucked a tendril of her hair behind her ear. These beautiful blue strands of hair… it's so beautiful, like they were taken out of the sky and was given to her. 

The Grim Reaper knew that he had his mask on--that stupid heavy cow-head one. However, how could he kiss her when it's in the way? And that's why he had instructed her to keep her eyes closed. 

He wanted to remove it for a brief moment, savoring the moment of him and Lilith kissing before he probably lets her go. 

They're like the waves of the ocean, pushing and pulling… they just can't get enough of it. 

Amon then slowly lifted his mask from the nozzle. With him putting it down and the mask leaning against the hedge, he then adjusted his height to Lilith's then kissed her, the young lady wrapping her arms around his neck and taking him in.