[She takes that kiss that she had been waiting for, keening into it with a soft moan. Her hips even give a small wiggle against his to tease... Gods, she would love nothing more than for him to return the favour, and she is tempted, but...]
Perhaps later.
[Has she gone completely mad? Yes, perhaps... though completely, madly in love with him that all she wants to do is lie here at his side and look at him. Admire how the sun cascades over his face, his hair, his body as it's sheened in that afterglow of his.]
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Perhaps later.
[Has she gone completely mad? Yes, perhaps... though completely, madly in love with him that all she wants to do is lie here at his side and look at him. Admire how the sun cascades over his face, his hair, his body as it's sheened in that afterglow of his.]