Fine never means anything good

Cyzarine tried to give him a reassuring smile before turning back to her thoughts. "Hmm..." she muttered something under her breath, and a small ball of light flew out of her chest at once. It hovered just in front of them, growing larger until it could cover a small person.

Demyx stared at it in shock. "Cyzie?! Are you alright?!" He gasped, staring from Cyzarine to the ball of light.

Cyzarine nodded calmly, before glancing back to the ball of light. "I'm summoning my inner-self." she explained calmly. "So I can heal her and lessen some of the burns. I'm not a healer, but anyone can heal their inner-self if they can summon them. Only psychics like me can do that, normally." she added.
The light dimmed to show Cyzarine aged about five years old. She smiled sadly at Demyx, her eyes wide, hair just past shoulder length and height reduced.

Demyx stared at the five year old Cyzarine, a small smile on his face. "You were pretty when you were little Cyzarine."

Cyzarine blushed. "Thank you." she replied, forcing down the blush. She looked to Little Cyzie expectantly, watching as the girl held out her arms, which were burned like Cyzarine's had been, only nowhere near as badly.
Cyzarine pulled a face and muttered something else, flicking a small blue light at Little Cyzie.

Demyx watched the scene before him with great interest. He'd never seen anything like this before, and he'd seen a lot in his life.

Cyzarine glanced over her shoulder at Demyx to give hima small, secretive smile, before turning back to Little Cyzie and watching as the blue light faded, showing three single burnt lines on each arm. Cyzarine and Little Cyzie both smiled, and another light formed around the latter. When the light dimmed, Little Cyzie was gone.

"Are you alright now?" Demyx asked, wrapping his arms around Cyzarine and nuzzling her neck with his nose.

Cyzarine giggled and leant into his touch. "I'm better. My head still hurts a little bit, but I can put up a block so I don't feel it. I'm fine." she shrugged happily. "So you've met my inner-self." she stated, laughing lightly.

He nodded. "I'm glad you ok." He nibbled her neck a little bit, leaving a slight red mark.

Cyzarine let out a small moan. She turned round in his arms and pressed her lips to his.

Demyx deepened the kiss, slowly slipping his tongue into her mouth.

Cyzarine smiled and started a small battle for dominance.

Demyx grinned a little, Cyzarine was getting bolder. He gently pulled her a little closer to him and nibbled her bottom lip slightly.

Cyzarine moaned again, letting him with the 'fight'. However, breathing was becoming a bit problematic.

Demyx pulled back a little and leant his forehead against hers. He smiled at her softly and then kissed her on the cheek gently, deciding to let her take the next step.

Cyzarine smiled back at him, pressed her lips to his once more and wrapped her arms round his waist. "I love you." she breathed into his ear, kissing it gently.

"I love you too." Demyx held her to him gently for a moment not speaking before he kissed her neck gently.

Cyzarine kissed his jawbone gently, moving her neck so he could also reach more skin.

Once again he nibbled the skin a little before trailing several kisses across her shoulder and down to her collerbone.

Cyzarine smiled to herself, moving to gently rub under his shirt with her fingers, enjoying the feel of his skin on her's.

Demyx moaned a little despite his best efforts to conatin it. Slowly he went to ease one hand underneath her top, going slow in case she didnt want him to.

Cyzarine kissed his neck gently and toyed with his nipple playfully, remembering when she had done it before with a small giggle.

"Mmmm.." He moaned, kissing her collerbone and slowly slipped began rubbing one of her breasts, despite the fact she was still wearing her bra.

Deciding this was what she wanted, she put her lips to hsi ear again and whispered "I'll tell you when to stop".