She tasted herself in his mouth and tongue, as he kissed her. His arms held her up before she could slip more boneless to the ground. She should be feeling weak, she should be feeling exhausted. However, all it felt was, was right. Now she held an outlet for whatever the frustration was. If it was sexual in nature, or just some by product of her magic. What if she wasn't fully human? The idea was struck in her head like a wince of pain. 