[ A flash of satisfaction rises in her chest before she lazily kisses back, almost sluggish, one hand crawling up his chest to cup his face. It's dry still, fairly chaste, just a gentle press of lips and face together.
Had she been less...relaxed, so to speak, she would have been more sharply triumphant, but as it was she was just...calm, and vaguely pleased. His arms felt warm around her and the tip of his nose brushed against her cheek. ]
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Had she been less...relaxed, so to speak, she would have been more sharply triumphant, but as it was she was just...calm, and vaguely pleased. His arms felt warm around her and the tip of his nose brushed against her cheek. ]