I'm continuing my first kisses theme and moving on to Edmund and Arden in A Dance of Water and Air. Edmund has been falsely accused of trying to murder the queen and thrown in the dungeon. Arden stages a rescue, which results in an unexpected kiss.
“Edmund,” Arden gasped. “Are you all right?”
Arden rushed forward and pulled Edmund into a kiss, a kiss that tasted of fear and desperation and a brilliant sweetness underneath the rest. The suddenness of it, the impulsivity of Arden’s kissing him in front of others—in a dungeon of all places—froze Edmund for half a second, but then he was kissing Arden back, and he never wanted to stop. Edmund brought his hands up and held on to Arden’s arms with chilled fingers, anchoring Arden’s slim, strong body to his. The feel of it went a long way toward warming Edmund through.