[A small sound escapes her—one that sounds a little like a laugh—as she steps up beside him to take the pipe, and she makes sure to let their hips bump against one another when she does. A silent gesture of affection as she brings it to her lips.
And when she blows into the pipe, those small bumps or bubbles form more egg-like shapes nestled between and beneath the two birds as they lean their heads towards one another. They take on a glazed white colour, resembling them all the more...
Seeing them, she feels her cheeks flush with heat and immediately straightens, brushing a hand through her hair.]
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And when she blows into the pipe, those small bumps or bubbles form more egg-like shapes nestled between and beneath the two birds as they lean their heads towards one another. They take on a glazed white colour, resembling them all the more...
Seeing them, she feels her cheeks flush with heat and immediately straightens, brushing a hand through her hair.]