Another pause, her lips pressing together, the taste of both him and the strawberry clinging to her, and she almost wants to throw the thought away in favour of simply allowing them to fall into the same old routine again. It would be easier, wouldn't it? To just demand that he forgets about it and kiss her instead...
She does sate herself with a soft brush of her lips over his, not quite a kiss but enough for it to be something.
Though whether it does anything to calm her racing heart or mind remains to be seen.]
Are you...?
[She can hardly even bring herself to ask that question, the words feeling so unnatural on her tongue.]
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Another pause, her lips pressing together, the taste of both him and the strawberry clinging to her, and she almost wants to throw the thought away in favour of simply allowing them to fall into the same old routine again. It would be easier, wouldn't it? To just demand that he forgets about it and kiss her instead...
She does sate herself with a soft brush of her lips over his, not quite a kiss but enough for it to be something.
Though whether it does anything to calm her racing heart or mind remains to be seen.]
Are you...?
[She can hardly even bring herself to ask that question, the words feeling so unnatural on her tongue.]