Summer didn't know what she wanted this to be, except special. While he might have imagined this moment in more detail, she imagined it in a more romanticized way, due to her inexperience and lack of exposure. Whenever she pictured this sort of thing, it was more... emotional than physical. It was about love and kisses and then the afterward, the life that came with it all. She had dreams of kisses in the sun, under the stars, but nothing really more.

But her body seemed to know what to do, giving her urges to do certain things, like as she kissed him, she rocked her hips just a little. It was to quell an ache was slowly growing between her legs as his hands went exploring, touching her skin, tracing the curves of her body, stomach, and just under-- She gasped when his fingers touched the sensitive skin just below her breasts, her eyes fluttering as she smiled against his lips. "That... Yeah, good." Her hands, however, were doing their own exploring. One slipped through those curls of his, just like they always did, something familiar and comforting. The other slipped over his shoulder, his arm, just touching him where she could, trying to memorize him and set his skin alight just like he was doing to her.