Always. [Her voice is just above a whisper, it has an almost dreamy lazy quality too it.
She should step back, she should make a little joke and step back. His hands are on her sides and they're heavy enough to know they're there, but still a little cautious in their grip. She finds herself stepping that last little bit closer, leaving no space between them. She just wants him to...
There is a beat of hesitation. Something isn't right. Something...
She can't quite put her finger on what it is, because right now? Everything is right, right? This is right.
Her eyes closes, lips parted just slightly. Her senses are filled with him. The weight of his hands on her sides, the brush of his lips against hers when he whispers her name. The scent of his skin.
When did her arms loop around his neck? Her fingers are raking through his hair. Her brow tightens for just a moment, as though she's trying to remember something, but nothing comes to her except the idea to nod. To give him permiss-
Oh fuck it, she closes the space, that gap between their lips that isn't much more than the difference between barely touching and sealing a kiss.]
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She should step back, she should make a little joke and step back. His hands are on her sides and they're heavy enough to know they're there, but still a little cautious in their grip. She finds herself stepping that last little bit closer, leaving no space between them. She just wants him to...
There is a beat of hesitation. Something isn't right. Something...
She can't quite put her finger on what it is, because right now? Everything is right, right? This is right.
Her eyes closes, lips parted just slightly. Her senses are filled with him. The weight of his hands on her sides, the brush of his lips against hers when he whispers her name. The scent of his skin.
When did her arms loop around his neck? Her fingers are raking through his hair. Her brow tightens for just a moment, as though she's trying to remember something, but nothing comes to her except the idea to nod. To give him permiss-
Oh fuck it, she closes the space, that gap between their lips that isn't much more than the difference between barely touching and sealing a kiss.]