[When he kisses her head, she smiles at him. She moves again to catch his lips, his mouth. The kiss is deep but simple, slow. There is no rush, not right now. She loses track of how long she's been kissing him... and how she ended up straddling his lap with her hands in his hair, pressed tightly against him.
She pants when they part for air, gently nosing his cheek as she lightly scratches her nails along his scalp, smiling. Her ears are pressed back against her head, and she rests her head on his shoulder.]
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She pants when they part for air, gently nosing his cheek as she lightly scratches her nails along his scalp, smiling. Her ears are pressed back against her head, and she rests her head on his shoulder.]