[ A soft, quiet moan escapes him at the flick of her tongue, and he opens up to her, shifting the angle of his head to better slot them together, the kiss gradually turning from light and gentle to something a little more firm, the heat of her mouth drawing him in.
A part of him can still feel that this is wrong, or not wrong, but that it could cause problems, isn't something that he should enter into lightly, but the rest of him just doesn't care, can't fight the overwhelm urge to step as close to her, to keep her as close as he can. ]
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A part of him can still feel that this is wrong, or not wrong, but that it could cause problems, isn't something that he should enter into lightly, but the rest of him just doesn't care, can't fight the overwhelm urge to step as close to her, to keep her as close as he can. ]