[ he was kissing her then, and it's intimate and sweet and nice, and dammit she likes it. somewhere just underneath her lungs is curling in a way she prefers lower in her belly, in a tight and warm way that she would have much rather preferred to manifest while they were fucking - not...not kissing. ]
[ for a moment or two, she kissed him back, but her jaw was slack and her actions lacked the surety that marked all her other actions. then she forces a laugh, turns her face so his lips might drag across her cheek but the kiss is broken, and sighs. ]
better than our joint weddings ngl
[ shit fuck, dammit. ]
[ he was kissing her then, and it's intimate and sweet and nice, and dammit she likes it. somewhere just underneath her lungs is curling in a way she prefers lower in her belly, in a tight and warm way that she would have much rather preferred to manifest while they were fucking - not...not kissing. ]
[ for a moment or two, she kissed him back, but her jaw was slack and her actions lacked the surety that marked all her other actions. then she forces a laugh, turns her face so his lips might drag across her cheek but the kiss is broken, and sighs. ]
It's late.