Another rush rolls through her -- this time she can't tell what it is. But it's warm and it's real and it's reacting to him, reacting to her.
For a moment she just meets his gaze, lips oh so slightly parted.
... do either of them even care what they were talking about just now anymore? What were they even talking about? It's not important -- it's definitely not important now, because she's leaned forward to kiss him and shut them both up.
If she were in her right mind, she'd be flailing internally over, for the second time, being the one bold enough to initiate a kiss. But all she's thinking about right now is the taste of salt on his skin and the way his breath hitched in his throat. ]
[Action; Noon of June 14th]
Another rush rolls through her -- this time she can't tell what it is. But it's warm and it's real and it's reacting to him, reacting to her.
For a moment she just meets his gaze, lips oh so slightly parted.
... do either of them even care what they were talking about just now anymore? What were they even talking about? It's not important -- it's definitely not important now, because she's leaned forward to kiss him and shut them both up.
If she were in her right mind, she'd be flailing internally over, for the second time, being the one bold enough to initiate a kiss. But all she's thinking about right now is the taste of salt on his skin and the way his breath hitched in his throat. ]